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Earth Day 2013: Making A Rain Barrel

I realize it’s the day after the fact, but I wanted to let you know how Emma and I participated.  I knew Earth Day was coming and thought it would be fun to get baby girl outside to do something with Mother Nature, but alas it slipped my mind.  That was until my friend (from our celiac group) called to ask if I was able to make it to the Rainwater Harvesting class at the local Texas A&M AgriLife Research & Extension Center in DallasSome of you may know that Josh and I met at Texas A&M in College Station, so it’s nice to have a part of the school up here with us.

Earth Day

It wasn’t until I saw this post from Young House Love that I would have given a rain barrel a moment of thought; but alas it planted a seed.  My friend told me about the class, and since we just finished some landscaping in the back complete with garden, I thought this is a must.  I wanted to get the okay from Josh with the $50 price tag, before diving in.

When I got the green light, Emma and I loaded up the car and headed to the 2-hour class.  We were late and only caught the last half of it, so I’ll have to go back over my rainwater harvesting info to learn more on the topic…it was very informative in the 30 minutes I did catch.

I saw on one of the slides that you can DIY a rain barrel (like a composter) but decided to keep that in my back pocket for next time.  All the holes were predrilled for us, making for fast installation of the faucet and insect netting.  I was hoping to get to crawl in the barrel, to make for more entertaining photos, but that wasn’t an option (and probably a good thing being prego and all).

make your own rain barrel

First, they put some caulk around the 6″ hole on top of the 55-gallon food grade drum.  Then, we placed the netting over the hole and smoothed the caulk towards the corners.  You don’t want bugs or any nastiness getting in your fresh, free water that will be used on plants and vegetables, so this is essential.

caulking the insect netting

Next, we screwed in the faucet, and added a huge gob of caulk to make sure it got in all the crevices so there wouldn’t be any leakage.

caulking the faucet

Finally, we were done!  That was it.  I couldn’t believe how easy it was (not having to drill the holes, etc.), and thought maybe I should grab another while I was at it…but I restrained myself.

rain barrel drum

The fun part became how to get the ole girl home.  Josh has a big truck, and since he was at a meeting close by, I thought I’d have to wait for him for pickup.  But, knowing my trusty Honda and all the crazy things I’ve fit in there from back in my Barney & Friends days, I had an inkling that she might fit (with Emma in the back, no less).

rain barrel in the Honda

Violà!  My car came through again.  I think Josh was the most surprised, but I reminded him that ole Betsy has been through a lot.  The guy that helped load her up said they’ve fit them in a Smart car, so I knew I had a fighting chance.

When we got the barrel home, I just tossed it in the back yard since it was already pretty late.  I knew the landscapers were coming back today to finish the vegetable garden and would have a better idea of where to place it.  I am planning to elevate it pretty high so gravity can do its magic and have easier access.  I also wanted to put it by the garden so we could hook up a soaker hose to leave there for no-fuss watering.  There are so many pluses for having a rain barrel and I can’t wait to harvest all the crazy rain we’ve been getting!  We are lucky here in Dallas to have non-acidic rain water, which is nice.

rain barrel in the garden

I do want to point out a few tips on maintenance, should you go for it and get one of your own:

  • Brush off insect netting as debris falls
  • Replace insect netting when necessary
  • Re-caulk faucet when necessary
  • Watch weather and distribute water before a rain event
  • Do not collect water when leaves or catkins are falling
  • Keep gutters and downspout clean
  • If the barrel is full when a freeze is expected, lower the water height by about 2 to 3 inches

I’ll admit I didn’t realize what all went into keeping a rain barrel.  It didn’t help that I couldn’t totally focus during the presentation since I was trying to keep an eye on Emma and get her to be quiet while she sang ‘head, shoulders, knees, and toes’ to a complete stranger.  Ah, the joys of toddlerhood!

They also talked about decorating your barrel by either painting it or covering it with wood slats.  The guy even gave me the idea to do kid’s handprints on there, which I thought would be fun especially when bébé #2 comes along.  You know I’ll keep you posted on what we do in the end.  I’ll also be back when we finally do hook up the barrel to the downspout and get the barrel ball rolling.

decorated rain barrel

What about you guys?  Do you have a rain barrel at home?  Did you do anything to connect with or celebrate Mother Earth?  It used to be a big deal when I was in college, but we have since let the day get away from us.  Maybe now with having kids, I’ll make a conscious effort to connect with nature more.

Note: Check out the AgriLife Extension classes here for more info on making your own.

Note: Photo from here.

Blogiversary I: Get Ready For This!

Can you believe it’s been a whole year since I started this bad boy?  Yeah, me neither.  I have to say it’s been a wild ride with lots of learning along the way.  I’m happy that this blog is going where it’s going, but I definitely have plans to make it better.

Aww yeah, let’s get your Thursday started right!  For those that know me, my life is either a movie quote or a song, so this is only appropriate.  Random fact: ‘Get Ready for This’ was one of my color guard routines in high school.  Yep, I was a band nerd allstar.

In order to Get Ready for 2013, I’d like to share with you a few of my Crunchy Goals:

#1) Get A Water Filtration System

Berkey water system

I know there are tons out there, and I have heard so much about Berkeys, so I’m determined to find out more about these puppies.  I have always disliked the taste of our hard water and would lurve to get rid of the chemicals (fluoride) in our home, so I can give my family the best water possible.

#2) Learn To Can

home canning guide

This might sound silly to some, but I am dying to know how to can food.  I know my Italian grandmother canned the tar out of some tomatoes growing up, and I would love to know how she dunnit.  I think it would be neat to have my own (homegrown if possible) foods, that have been canned in glass jars, so as not to worry about BPAs in metal cans, right at my fingertips.

#3) Get A Dehydrator

excalibur dehydrator

At the forefront in the Paleo/Raw world seems to be the beloved dehydrator.  I have definitely heard of them but have never used one.  There are tons out there and I have heard great things about Excalibur, though they are pricey.  Who wouldn’t love to have their own homemade grass-fed beef jerky while knowing exactly what’s in it?  I know this snack queen would!

#4) Have A Garden

raised garden beds

If you recall in this post, I did a small garden in pots last year and was somewhat successful.  Josh promised he would build me a raised garden bed this year to A) make it official and B) get the pots off our tiny patio.  Hooray!  I think it’s a win-win for all parties involved, if you ask me.  There’s a local plant nursery that will come out and draw up plans for you, for the low price of $65.  This fee will go back into items you purchase at their store (which I already planned to do), should you decide do so.  Done and done.  My hope is to get them out here next month, so we can start saving our pennies to make my garden grow a reality.

#5) Read More

Nourishing Traditions

When I say read more, I mean crunchy literature.  As I mentioned here, I’m a reading fanatic, but have slacked off lately.  I want to be able to educate myself as well as my readers more, so that involves finding the balance between blogging into the wee hours of the night, and getting lost in some book that tells me sugar causes cancer.  Yippee.

BONUS: #6) Dance!

dance like no one's watching

I may have mentioned before that I love to dance, but have not done much this past year.  Why?  I have no idea.  I am definitely no stranger to the rain shaking my tail feathers, so this is bizarre to me.  I grew up watching my parents dance around the house, my sis and I were in competition dance, and my family closes wedding receptions down cutting a rug.  So, why have I stopped?  Honestly, I’m not sure, but I do want to pick it back up for my sake along with Emma’s.  I do have big aspirations to be a dance mom (not like on TV), though I think Emma wants to do karate, so I need to expose her now.  Even if she has no interest that’s fine, I’d like to take an adult ballet class for me, as a time to get away and reconnect with my first love.

Jess dancing

Nice, huh?

Well, that’s all I have to say about that…for now.

Thanks for stopping by and encouraging me on this blogventure.  I have met so many wonderful people in person and via the world wide web, that it encourages me to keep this train chugging along.  If I can reach just one person, or educate them on something crunchy they had never heard about, then my mission is complete!

Feel free to give suggestions/tips/happy comments about my goals.  I’d love to hear from you on if you own or have tried any of these items on my list.  Crunch on!

Note: Photos from here, here, here, herehere, and here.

Gardening: How To Ripen Green Tomatoes

It’s not rocket science, but I was on the hunt to ripen my green tomatoes (besides the thought of frying or grilling them).

While searching, I came across this site showing you ’How to Ripen Green Tomatoes.’  Maybe you were like me and finally got tomatoes after all your had work and persistence…in the fall.  The guy at the nursery said it was a possibility, and happily it happened.  Sadly, they were holding tight and wanting to turn red, but the sun just wasn’t enough.  Be strong little root!  The freezes were coming and I was not about to let them go to the composter, especially after going out daily to fight for their lives against those cursed cucumber beetles.  In case you didn’t catch my post on growing your own garden, I name all my plants/herb/veggies so there was no chance of leaving Tommy to die.

how to ripen your green tomatoes

First, you are supposed to cut them from the vine, not pull them with the help of a 2-year old, then carefully wrap them in tissue paper or newspaper and put them in a old shoebox.  Next, find a cool spot on the counter and wait.  And wait.  And wait.  Then voilà, you have a red tomato!

how to ripen your green tomatoes

We did have two that turned instantly, which was exciting.  Lucky for me I was able to snap a picture before Emma gobbled the whole thing up in 2 seconds flat!  I’m still waiting on the others, but it feels good to know they won’t totally go to waste…fingers crossed.

growing your own tomatoes

I’ve also been doing some research on how to save my own seeds.  I bought an Heirloom plant, which means they are original tomato seeds, not contaminated by Monsanto, so I want to keep them around for a long while.  I figure while waiting for them turn, it will buy me some time to find the best option.

Now you tell me.  Were you successful in having a garden this year?  Is your New Year’s resolution to grow your own in the spring?  Mine is and I can’t wait to get this ball rolling!  Don’t worry, I’ll take you on this journey with me, through the good, the bad, and the ugly.

Great Expectations: Talking And Signing With Your Child

I have to gush a little bit.

Emma and I just completed our 2nd shift at our work share this week and was given a very nice complement.  My friend Casey happened to be working the farm as well and once Emma saw her, she just walked right over and sat down.  Emma loves my girlfriends and for some strange reason likes to pet themDon’t ask.  It was time for me to get to work, so I asked Emma if she wanted to come plant kale with me across the field, and she said no.  She had decided to stay and ‘play’ with Casey.  No biggie.

Casey had to leave half an hour after we got there, so after planting I went over to get Emma.  I asked how it went (and happen to catch Emma putting the lettuce in the hole Casey had dug) and was told she did good!  Casey continued to say that Emma is actually enjoyable to be around.  They even had a conversation about Emma’s favorite vegetables (strawberries then peanuts) while passing the time together.  Casey volunteers in a church on Sunday and deals with a boat load of toddlers, so I thought that’s pretty good to hear for a two-year-old.

Now don’t get me wrong, Emma has tantrums and fits like the rest of them.  She also goes limp when I try to put clothes on her and will test the waters on hitting now and then.  BUT, the girl minds pretty well for going through toddler transitions and seeing what she can get away with.  I also vowed to call them the ‘Totally Awesome Twos’ since I want to have a better mindset going into her third year of life.  I figure if I expect the twos to be awesome then MAYBE they will.  Don’t worry, I’m not that naïve but I try to not contend with the norm.

Now I will say, I’m a pretty laid back mom for a 1st timer.  I feel very safe when Emma is with other people, whom I trust, and I don’t fret when Josh and I go away somewhere together.  I also encourage her to go play in the dirt and try not to say ‘be careful’ but instead ‘watch out’ or ‘let’s not do that.’  I never thought I’d be this way but I guess seeing other people’s parenting has helped me over the years.  I took some bits here and there from others (without them or me noticing) and came up with my own concoction style.

As I’ve mentioned before, I’m a reader.  That’s where I get most of my inspiration from and it’s not uncommon to hear me say ‘today I read something about ____.’  And along with reading a lot, I’m easily influenced…which can be good and bad.

After giving birth to Emma, just 10 short months after we were married, I became a different person.  Yes, I know becoming a parent does that to you, but it was the feeling of ‘we weren’t planning to have a kid just yet and now I’m growing a baby and about to become a mama-here we go!’  Whatever I thought I knew or read just went out the window, cuz a baby changes everything.

A flip was suddenly switched and I was crunchy!  Not in the hardcore sense, but in a way of I wanted to try different approaches of rearing our child.  Basically, I had no expectations.  Wait.  Maybe I had higher expectations.

I wasn’t very good at the baby talk.  That seemed weird for me, so I talked to her like a person since that just felt right.  I constantly pointed things out to her and narrated what I was doing.  At six months old, I told her ‘Emma you need to lay still, mommy’s going to suction your nose to help you feel better,’ and she just stayed still while I did my thang.  No kid likes getting their nose suctioned, but you can’t blame them for throwing a fit when you come at them with some device that they think is sucking out their brains!  So I thought, why not just tell her what I’m doing and why I’m doing it.  Seemed logical to me.

This way of thinking carried through to the one year mark.  In my mind when babies turned one, I thought they began speaking.  How was I to know that wasn’t the case?  I’ve been around kids but didn’t remember their milestones and when they were ‘supposed’ to happen.  I will say, ‘What to Expect the First Year‘ was a good guide for us but I kind of skimmed over it once Emma turned one.

I went back and forth on if I wanted to sign with her as I heard mixed reviews on delayed speech.  But when the pediatrician said she once saw a mother and child hold a 50 word conversation in signs, that went out the window.  We did some basic signing: milk, more, please, all done, water, thank you, etc.  The part I think some parents forget to do is actually say the word(s) along with what they are doing.  I’ve fallen victim to saying ‘Do you want this?’ and grabbing what she was pointing at without ever saying the actual word.

We made it a point to say/explain EVERYTHING that was going on.  I even had to constantly remind Josh to clarify what ‘that’ was or narrate what he was doing.  I did the Your Baby Can Read videos and flash cards from about 7 months on and tried my best to watch it with her and repeat everything she was seeing.  Suffice it to say, Emma talks.  A lot.  It probably didn’t help that my parents called me Maggie the Magpie growing up.

I am also in the habit of having her say all sorts of words and in different languages.  I would say a word like ‘accoutrement’ (ac-cou-tre-ment: French for accessories) then ask if she could say it or get her to sound it out.  She could because I didn’t think it was too big for her.  We would walk around outside or in the mall/zoo/store and I would ask her to say all sorts of words.  She never said no because I think she was genuinely interested in learning.  These kids are little sponges and willing to soak up all they can, if the opportunity is presented.

So get out there and talk to your kids!  Explain every.single.thing-the world is open to them if you encourage it.  Don’t think they are dumb or too young to understand…they are SO much smarter than we give them street cred credit for.  Just because they may not be able to speak doesn’t mean they’re not comprehending it all.

To add to that, I also taught Emma the correct names for the body parts, and I intend to explain to her about the birds and the bees when the time comes.  I guess I would rather be the source of her information than some kids at school or the TV.  Just sayin’.

I know, I know, I could go on forever with what kids are capable of but I think I’ll stop here.  I hope you are inspired to teach your child(ren) the world and all that is has to offer.  We are their first and most influential teachers, so let’s show ‘em what we got!

Magpie out!

Farmer’s Markets and CSAs

Farmer’s Markets

Last weekend, Emma and I made a trip to a local Farmer’s Market in a city 15 miles away, called Denton.  I’ve had my fair share of doing the HUGE Dallas Farmer’s Market but I thought I would find somewhere local closer.  We don’t quite live in the sticks but we are 30 minutes from downtown Dallas.

Since Josh was at his cabinet making class all day, and I wanted to hit up the market before the season ended, we hoped in the car and headed north.

If you’ve never been to a Farmer’s Market, they’re actually pretty fun.  You get to see what local crafts, soaps, food trucks etc. abound along with actually meeting a farmer.  What’s that?  You haven’t met the person who grows your berries that come allll the way from Guatemala?  That’s bizarre.

I figured it was high time to start living the way I want while getting baby girl acclimated to my whims.  Not that she doesn’t love her weekly trips to the store, with her ‘Emma-sized shopping bag,’ but we needed to branch out.  Down the road, I’d like to make this a weekly tradition with the whole family (if we’re not growing our own).  You can’t beat spending a little QT with the fam on a cool Saturday morning, traipsing around for some local produce.

Emma seemed to have fun and even let me babywear her around the booths…until she saw doggies.  I really wasn’t there to get any homemade toys or soap, so I honed in on the produce and EGGS!  For what seems like forever, I have been wanting to get my mitts on some farm-fresh eggs.  We usually buy the cage-free ones from Costco, but once again, I wanted them straight from the source.

I was stoked to find these little beauties for $3.50/dozen.  Another booth had them for $5/dozen.

Yes, it seems crazy to pay that much for a dozen of eggs that will only last us half a week, but you can’t beat knowing the source.  Also, who knew that NOT ALL EGGS ARE THE SAME COLOR!  That has me wondering what’s going on there and how many good eggs are being tossed because they don’t look uniform…things that make you go hmm.

Since I was trying to be good with our budget, I only planned to spend the $15 cash I had in my wallet.  This is what we came home with and I don’t think it’s too shabby.

Look at the size of those plums!  I swear I’ve never seen a plum that big yet be as juicy and sweet as this one was.  Emma couldn’t help herself and wanted to sit at the ‘little table’ to enjoy herself.  Oh, we also picked up a little aloe plant since I’m wanting the fresh juice from that as well.

CSAs (Community-Supported Agriculture)

‘A CSA refers to a particular network or association of individuals who have pledged to support one or more local farms, with growers and consumers sharing the risks and benefits of food production. CSA members or subscribers pay at the onset of the growing season for a share of the anticipated harvest; once harvesting begins, they receive weekly shares of vegetables and fruit, in a vegetable box scheme, and also sometimes herbs, cut flowers, honey, eggs, dairy products and meat, as well. Some CSAs provide for contributions of labor in lieu of a portion of subscription costs.’ -Wikipedia

Let’s just say these, along with food co-ops, are awesome.  After my friend Casey went to a Weston A. Price meeting, she told me about a local farmer who ran a CSA.  She said they were willing to offer work shares to people since they were behind on transplanting and were being over taken by weeds.  The work share would basically supplement your share of produce by you working in the garden.

2.5 hours worked=a mini share

5 hours worked=a full share

Heck ya!  Work for your food and learn some tips along the way, sign me up.  I also thought this would be a great opportunity for myself and Emma; so I put a call in to see if they needed some help.  Farmer Pete, from Red Wheelbarrow Farm, said he did need help, since people kept bailing out, but that he couldn’t offer any shares at the moment.  I told him that didn’t matter and if you need help, we’re your gals.  I made sure it was okay for the doodle bug to tag along and he said of course.  We decided to make into two separate shifts during the week so as not to make her go crazy bored.

Today was our first day doing it and I had a blast!  Granted, I’m the girl who loves meaningless tasks in an office, but that’s beside the point.  After Pete gave us a little tour of the 2 acre garden, literally on a busy street in Plano, we got to work.

Our job was to transplant some lettuce he had grown in trays into the actual garden.  Emma did pretty good the first hour, but then lost interest, feigned tiredness, and wanted a snack.  I don’t blame the girl-I get pretty cranky when my belly is empty.  So, after an hour and a half of work, we I planted about 100′ of lettuce.  It didn’t look like a lot of work but boy did it get my feet to going a little numb.  My takeaway was that I need to learn to plant straight.  Poor Pete is going to have to go back and fix my curvy lines.  That’s okay, lesson learned.

As we were about to leave, he brought us this.

I wasn’t expecting to get anything but was excited to get something grown from his two hands!  He also let Emma snack on a few sun gold tomatoes that had just ripened…that totally made her day.  All and all it was a great experience, and I have to say I respect the heck out of people who grow and raise our food.  They literally work from sun up to sun down, year-round.  Of the many different jobs I’ve had, I can never say I was able to take off without a substitute (well except maybe at the theater).

Much to my surprise, Farmer Pete said he could use our help again.  We will head back out on Thursday and I plan on getting a few garden tools for Emma along with a dump truck to keep her occupied.

All and all, it was a very peaceful and eye-opening experience.

Have you ever heard of such a thing?  Do you and your family regularly go to Farmer’s Markets, or are they even close to you?  Have I sparked your interest in joining a food co-op or CSA?  Check into it if you’re curious.

Now go, get out there and start buying local!

Note: Photos from here and here.

Gardening: Grow Your Own Garden

It’s that time of year when everyone seems to be out in the front yard sprucing up their landscaping, getting their gardens started, and enjoying this gorgeous weather.  I, too, have jumped on board and finally got my smidge of a garden going.

Now I know I’m late on getting everything planted this year but our Plan A of building raised beds fell through since Josh doesn’t have the time right now.  I mean isn’t it normal for people to be at the office ’til 1:30am then come home, ‘sleep,’ wake up , and do it all over again?  No?  Shootfire.  It was sweet of him, however, being an engineer, that he designed his own set of plans complete with engineering ruler and all.  Gotta love those mathematicians who break out the graph paper and slide rulers for small projects!  Please ignore the bad quality as it is a cell phone picture.

Any who, back to Plan B which entails using the pots we had from the previous years, borrowing a few, and purchasing a big hunk-a pot to do some companion growing in.  I was excited to get a bunch of veggies going this year on my journey to be self-sufficient but alas that dream will have to wait another year.  Le sigh.  That’s ok though, because ever since I got started with the growing.my.own.herbs.while.living.in.an.apartment bug, I am excited at the chance to grow bigger and better the following year.

Side note:  You’ll never guess where my inspiration for growing my own herbs came from.  For three years, I worked at Barney & Friends as a shopper and would have to frequent plant nurseries and would occasionally shop for myself…you know, like getting planters for my balcony.  Thus began my love affair of growing my own herbs, then drying them out to use as spices (it saves a bundle)!

Without further ado, let me introduce you to the family (pictured in April).  They might not be the prettiest but gosh darnit they’re mine.

 

From left to right (back row): lettuce, rosemary, sweet bell pepper and eggplant, tomato, and basil. (front row): marigold, flowering cactus, and chives.

UPDATE: Here’s the family in October, and I have to say I’m quite impressed!  Hopefully next year we can yield more produce.

grow your own garden

From left to right (back row): milkweed, rosemary, sweet bell pepper and eggplant, tomato, and basil. (front row): marigold, pineapple, and chives.  If you end up getting late tomatoes that don’t ripen, see this post to find out what to do.

I’ve also got some crazy mint going on that may have spread to the grass and gets watered since it’s under the spicket.  Oops, my bad!  Should I leave a note?

Be careful when growing mint, that stuff is like a weed and will spread like nobody’s business, so keep it contained.  My mint used to be of the chocolate and spearmint variety but they have since grown together to become one in holy matrimony.

But the main point of this post was to talk about Tommy the Tomato plant.

Yeah, I said it.  I name most of my plants, vegetables, and herbs that I grow because they are living, breathing things, too (and it’s just plain fun).

And for even more entertainment this evening, here’s a list of a few of the kiddos that have come into our lives:

  • Tommy the Tomato plant
  • Freddy the Ficus (deceased)
  • Rosy the Rosemary
  • Penny the Pineapple
  • José the Jalapeño
  • Jazzy the Jasmine-our newest edition

The funny thing is that my hubby will even call them by their name when he inquires after them…for some strange reason that man loves me despite my kookiness!

I would now like to share with you the tips on growing tomatoes.  I’m not an expert by any means but I’ve done it for the past two years, both successfully and unsuccessfully.  Obviously you know climate has a big factor in how they turn out and our ridiculously hot summer what not a friend to Tommy last year.

Let’s take it step by step shall we?  *Oh no, I think I’ve just channeled New Kids on the Block.  So sorry.

Step 1: Fill a pot combined with potting soil and no more than 50% compost (you can do your own compost bin).

Step 2: Add a banana peel and cover with more soil.

Step 3: Sprinkle some cornmeal (gluten-free or regular) on the soil and add the tomato plant.  My MIL taught me that one, so this is the first year I’m giving it a go.

Step 4: Cover with remaining soil and add your tomato cage (a special helper is a plus).  You may think it’s too early to add this but I just busted a black crow trying to eat Tommy’s leaves.  Not cool; he’s just a lil guy.  And in case you’re wondering what type of plant I got, it’s called an HeirloomBasically they are non-hybrid tomatoes and are classified as “breed true” meaning they haven’t been altered by the almighty Monsanto.  Just say NO to Roundup!

A trick my hubby found, which does work, is to hang a few of those red Christmas ornaments on the cage so the birds think they are actual tomatoes.  They will try to peck at them and when they realize they ain’t gettin’ a drink, they will move on and leave the real fruit behind.  I know it doesn’t look the prettiest, though maybe a little Christmas festive, but you want to reap the benefits of your labor.

Another trick I learned, or was forced into doing, was adding a pie pan to the cage to keep that cursed crow away from my eggplant, peppers, AND marigold now, too.  That crow hasn’t seen the last of me!

Oh, and one more tip is to ‘spank’ your tomato plant.  You read that right, spank your tomato plant with a rolled up newspaper, every few days to help it spread its seed once it blooms.  Also, make sure you don’t water the leaves, just the soil.

And for some added help, Josh found this plant food that I use on my flowers, herbs, and veggies.  It’s called Hasta Gro Plant by Medina and he got it at Lowe’s.  The instructions say to mix 1 oz. per gallon of water and apply with a sprinkling can. Thoroughly water the soil around the plant. Repeat every 3-4 weeks during growing season.

Well there you have it.  I swore I wouldn’t talk this much about how to plant a tomato plant but yet again nothing is quick and easy for me.  And where did all the movie and song quotes come from?  Did you catch them all?  My hope is that you will get inspired to grow a garden, even if it’s small, so you too will have the satisfaction of running out to grab that special ingredient that you grew with your own two hands.

Does anyone else have some garden action going on or do you aspire to rid yourself of your brown or black thumb?  If you need help, talk to people at nurseries or search around online.  There are tons of tips out there.  I really had no clue what I was doing but I went ahead and jumped right in.  Happy gardening!

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