There are many joys waiting in the Spring garden. The most important one for me is sitting on a log watching it all go by.
There is Zen somewhere between chickens scratching at the ground and the hum of a city carried by the wind. Nectar feeding birds fight for the highest branches of the Banksia tree, while below, bees and flies swarm over bushes of lavender and stinging nettle.
Closest to where I sit is a four year old tree, a favorite. In place of white flowers are tiny green welts on stalks, which will swell over several months into the dark purple of a Stella Cherry.
In between those moments was the welcome task of of image gathering – here are some to share with you. From a lovely Melbourne Spring.
Hi guys – how did it go?
I’m jealous! It’s fall here in the northern hemisphere (Columbus, Ohio, USA), so We’re winding down.
Also, we’re trying a new use for coffee grounds. Our garden is laid our in a series of beds, with several feet of lawn between the beds (see attached). There is nothing separating the edge of the beds from the edge of the grass, so we have to spend an inordinate amount of time edging/weeding to keep the grass & related weeds out of the beds.
We’ve noted that next to nothing will germinate in straight coffee grounds. We have a steady supply of about 120 US gallons of grounds a week (thanks to Peet’s Coffee ), so we when we last edged a bed we put a band of grounds down. The band is about an inch deep and six inches wide. We hope it will establish a firm barrier between the bed & the grass, and keep our earthworms happy in the meantime. We’ll keep you posted.
Enjoy the coming garden season!
Todd Marti Steward, UALC Community Garden
From: Ground to Ground Reply-To: Ground to Ground Date: Sun, 5 Oct 2014 11:02:02 +0000 To: Sarah Marti Subject: [New post] The Joy of Springtime in the Garden
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