Urban Garden Update: I'm Having a Berry Good Time!!!

I am not a man of few words, I am a man of many words, these words are often large and used inappropriately because I haven't taken the time to understand the nuances of the meanings. Is that ironic? I really don't know because I have been told on too many occasions that I misuse the word ironic, ironic isn't it. Or is it? Anyway I put my last six tubors in the ground. Tubors are potatoes, at least the bulbous part there of. I have noticed that I am going through lots of garden soil and potting soil. I suppose that's cool, it really isn't too expensive. But still wow... I think I am on my sixth bag.

Not too ashamed about the soil though, I have planted 18 strawberry plants, 10 potatoes (7 red and 3 Yukon Gold), 19 Impatiens (1 is a Papua New Guinea), 12 Marigolds, I am germinating 5 bell peppers and 5 jalapeños,  and I have chosen to feed a pound of worms to make my own fertilizer. I am going to post my pics for this update, but I haven't posted pictures of the peppers, because they are annoying me, if they want my love they can grow another set of leaves.

So lets get to it then!!!

Come on in and I will give you a tour.

The blue containers are my new tubors, all red. the Yukon Gold are in the two white and right orange bucket.

Those green things are tator plants coming up. I have recovered them once but now I will let them gather some major stem-age.

I have lost some leaves but they aren't as necessary for one of these growers. The chicken wire is for the black bird that decided to attack. He didn't get anywhere and I don't think he can pluck mid flight, but I would like to discourage him, or I will buy a pellet gun and wait for him.

But then there is the reason for it all, see it, that little red Ozark Beauty. I am hoping he becomes delicious.

And look at these guys lookin so good, moved them from the sun to let the Marigolds take that place and shabam!!! I have Impatiens.

And these little friends are less than a week old in my place, put them down in the ground on Friday, it's Tuesday. I hear rumors they will keep the bugs away, that could be exciting.

I knew i shouldn't have gone for another Impatient with all the sun but I couldn't help it. If I notice that the afternoon sun is too much for her I have a backup plan.

This is the what you see from outside now, just waiting for the Marigolds to take good root.

And now this is the view from my neighbors patio, I know that the big one would look great in the middle but, too much sun. These guys are loving the shade long time here.

Thank you for coming, come on back and see me sometime.

To Bury the Dead

There was a dog and a frog, who lived in a bog where men bury their dead
It wasn't the dog or the frog, in the bog that buried their dead.
It was the men not the dog, not the frog who in the bog buried their dead.
For frog and dog let the bog bury the dead itself
For more than men in this place a funeral home for all
For leaves of trees and honey bees, all go under ground
And the water seeping up
providing the dirges and keeping up
singing songs and righting wrongs
the water drinks the blood
of the leaves of all the trees
and of the wings of honey bees
the dog, the frog, then men and all
this River of Styx, Plutonian Sea
regardless, left to rot.

-Justin

Two Poems by Justin

The Time 

There was a time of easy life
I did not stand and did not fight

There was as time twas long ago
When blessing like rain would always flow

There was a time not far past
The sun shined bright on my poor cast

But those times gone ever away
So long ago twas yesterday

Because tomorrow will be here soon
Yesterday, today... the waining of the moon.



The Epic of Canticlax

There was a cat named Canticlax
Who liked to run quite franticlax
Who liked to wear his panticlax
And use hypnosis for tranticlax
Where he would fight the monciclax
Who like to steal the chanticlax
So he would quit smoking a day-a-pax
But the cat named Canticlax
Got hit by a car last Tuesday