Year 1978 and wife brought home some flowers and asked me to plant, like I wanted to do that, that was a girl thing right but I planted them and to my amazement I liked watching them grow .....
About same time my neighbor gave me a copy of Complete Book of Composting along with copy of Ruth’s Make Mine Mulch ......
I’ve gardened “no till” - mulch ever since ...... although not naked!
Peace,
OB
I had to bump this thread and your post.
That was the year I built the last compost pile for my GrandMa. She was an old school herbalist and organic gardener. She knew the uses of hundreds of herbs and knew how to grow them properly. I wish I had paid more attention to that side. I did pay attention to her organic methods, mainly because I was doing the grunt work for her projects.
She adored her little worms! She called them by pet names! She would give me different things to feed the worms and say something like, "Dinner bell has rung! Give this to my Little Gardeners." She
really stayed on top of me for taking great care of her little helpers
She almost never had any bad bug infestations. Crazy vegetable production results with jealous neighbor gardeners using chemicals.
Looking back in time, GrandMa knew
what worked. She may have not known exactly how or why it worked, but it still worked. With our vastly improved knowledge of
how things work, it gives us more flexibility in achieving the end goal while adhearing to the method.
If she were here today, I have no doubt her buds would huge, hard and FROSTY! :smoking::smoking: