Women
(i.e. wives, and I don’t want to mention any specific name but her initials are
M.I.N.E.) have this really irritating habit of being habitually right, even
though we men/husbands have logic and mathematical precision on our side. My
wife was going into town to shop so I asked her to stop by the local nursery
and pick me up FIFTY Beauregard sweet potato sprouts. Logically speaking, fifty
is the number that I planted last year and the year before, and that number had
perfectly served our own needs through the previous two winters and still
allowed us to give a few away to the kids. Mathematically speaking, in March I
had gone out and dug under rye grass cover crop and made a total of fifty feet
of sweet potato ridges in three separate rows; I planned to plant slips one
foot apart. 50X1=50. When my wife came home with 75 slips, rather than create a
major row over a minor issue (i.e. choose your battles wisely), I just muttered
under my breath about it “being a waste of money” and now I was going to have
to “find a place to fit them” into my already preplanned garden space. I felt
justified in my grumbling because logic and mathematical precision were
afterall on my side. I was a little peeved and she returned the favor due to my
ingratitude for her having shopped for me.
Enter
the plague of wild rabbits into the picture and my garden. I had bought some short
fencing from one of the major box stores thinking it was designed specifically
to keep critters out of vegetable gardens. I thought 2’x4’ weave would stop the
rabbits, but they can run right through it without even changing pace. My
garden became a rabbit sanctuary. And the one plant they loved above any other
was sweet potato leaves. By the time I got some semblance of control with
spraying soapy water on the sweet potato vines to change their flavor for the
bunny palate, a third of the plants were eaten. Her 75 slips ended up being
my 50; She was right on despite my logic and mathematical precision. And,
yes…it is really irritating!
While
we are on the subject of “potatoes”, they (both white and sweet) form the
backbone of my “Plan B” garden. Plan A is just using your income from job or
retirement nest egg to go purchase groceries from the grocery store, i.e.
living the American dream. Plan B assumes that hard times come a knockin’ and
we like much of the rest of the planet are forced to live a more vegetarian
existence relying on our small garden produce. Plan B assumes that western
drought causes irrigation reservoirs in central California and Texas graze
lands to dry up, skyrocketing the price of produce and beef. (Like that could
ever really happen!) To the western drought and wild fires throw in several
major hurricanes on the Florida peninsula and gulf coast. Plan B assumes that
there might be a major financial crisis, another Great Depression, with banks
failing, large corporations going bankrupt and many workers unemployed. (Like
that could ever happen in America!) Plan B assumes that in order to stop
bleeding red ink, the Federal Government reduces Social Security, Medicare,
Welfare and Food Stamps. (Like aren’t we entitled to our entitlements whether
the government has money to pay for them or not!) So despite the probability
that a need for a plan B garden will never occur and Plan A will continue to
function just fine, I went ahead and expanded my vegetable garden to include a
Plan B section about 25’x50’. Even if there is no catastrophe, it is still a
good skill to learn and should reduce our grocery bill.
As I
said, potatoes are the backbone of the Plan B garden. I planted two twenty foot
rows Yukon Gold in mid-March as my early potato and harvested them in late June
to make room for a second crop in their area, probably fall carrots and keeper
beets. Yukon Golds are delicious to the point that my wife will not let me not
plant them. These harvested Yukon Gold potatoes should get us through a good
part of the summer. In mid-March I also planted two twenty-foot rows of Red La
Soda potatoes which are much more prolific and suited to hot summers and sandy
soil. These main crop potatoes will be harvested in late August and their area
replanted to turnips for a fall crop. I will also plant some over- wintering spinach
to harvest next spring. The Red La Soda should provide us with a healthy
carbohydrate through the fall and early winter. The sweet potatoes on the
opposite end of the garden will be dug in early October and will be our main
carbohydrate in late winter through till next June when the Yukon Golds again
come in. So the two white potatoes are on one end of the garden and sweet
potatoes on the opposite end. Since whites and sweets are from two totally
different botanical families, I think I can get away with rotating them end for
end.
In the
ten-foot center of the garden between the sweets and whites on either end, are
12 “holes” that I have dug out to over a foot deep and filled half-full with inverted rye grass sod and
then added several inches of compost and soil mixed with bone meal for
phosphorus. After being thus filled each “hole” still has a large
basin/depression to hold water. Eight of
these holes have wire cages over them. Six of the caged holes are planted to
varieties of tomatoes and two to cucumbers; a couple uncaged holes are planted
to bell peppers (3 or 4 to the hole), two more are planted to zucchini. As an
experiment, I’ve planted spring cabbages around the base of the tomatoes. The
tomatoes give some shade to the cabbages and (I hope) deter the white cabbage
butterfly. The cabbages shade out the
grass at the base of the tomatoes.
Along
the back of the garden is a 3-foot wide, 50-foot long bed of onions which I
harvest as needed during the summer and then dry and store for winter. I plant
20-foot double rows of bush green beans at about three-week intervals through
the summer, so I am always harvesting snap beans but never too many. Snap beans,
sliced bell peppers and shredded zucchini are three items which we freeze for
winter use. Since the sweet potatoes are planted in mid-May and then sit around
for another month before they begin to spread, there is both time and space
between some of the ridges for a springtime salad garden of over-wintered
spinach, radishes, and scallion onions planted from sets.
So
there you have the Plan B garden; Soups from root crops in winter, salads and
cooked greens with stored yams in spring, summer and fall bounty until frost.
Horticulture is the poor man’s agriculture. I hope my wife doesn’t disagree
with anything I’ve written because I definitely have logic and mathematical
precision on my side.
Good to see you posting, again. Enjoying your book, too. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteThanks, I appreciate your encouragement.
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