Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Vegetable Garden: What Have We Done?!

Update from the vegetable garden. Still no drip system, but I don't care. Why did I ever think we needed one? It's march and cool out. I have conveniently forgotten that in the Valley (as in Los Angeles San Fernando Valley) summer temperature can reach over 110 degrees. But a mild form of amnesia compounded with winter lethargy has replaced my initial energy. I do better with super physical jobs than tedious ones where I have to learn something.

Planting all veggies at once, damning caution and restraint to the wind.
Meanwhile, the vegetables (and my husband), unlike me, got the memo: Spring has sprung.

 premature tomatoisation.
Carrot seedlings, ponions and asparagus in the back. Or as we say in French "n'importe quoi"
Vegetable mashup 
Here you can see our technique: vegetables are planted without rhyme or reason and with no concern whatsoever for size at maturity or the fact that the beds are too deep to be reached in the center.


Peas so tender and cute

Me, possibly still in denial but starting to realize that things are growing fast and are planted too closely. 

Also, that I better get my s%#t together re: the drip system.

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

To Drip or Not to Drip: That Is the Question.

Planting a vegetable garden in a desert without using water (or very little of it).

That was the challenge.  My husband and I felt differently about it.  He figured that it's okay to use water if it's for growing food. I wanted to prove to the world and to myself that growing food could conserve water. So, I created a very accurate drip system.

But I did not created it fast enough! While I was busy procrastinating learning about how to install a drip system in vegetable beds with odd shapes and no angles, my husband was busy planting.

The cat, demonstrating the art of relaxation also known as cat butter.
View from above. The vegetables are coming out but the drip system is still only happening in my imagination.
An interesting things happened. As soon as we disconnected the sprinkler system, the bougainvillea began to explode. Today it goes well above the roof.

The Bougainvillea keeps on giving