By which I mean, it grows giants. Giant onions, giant garlic, giant peas – well you get the picture. It’s a small (180 square feet in 9 raised boxes on top of my art studio) organic garden. This is its third year.
I’m a novice gardener. I try so many organic fertilizers, soils, levels of sunshine, companion planting, crop rotation, pest controls, shade and row covers, etc., that I don’t know what is working so well. No scientifically-controlled experiments to help me understand why this little space is so productive. But, I’m loving it!
Yesterday, I had the rare luxury of a whole day in the garden. It was badly overgrown and in need of weeding, harvesting, and cleaning up. We enjoyed eating fresh garden peas. And preserving some to plant next year.
Until this year, the slugs had not found the garden, but now I must be vigilant. Hand-picking slugs seems to be the only thing that works for me. I’ve tried all the tricks, but, like antibiotics and infections, the slugs here have become resistant to copper (they walk right over my penny fence), beer traps (a waste of good beer), egg shells and lava rock. Cleaning out the debris is very helpful. They don’t have so many places to hide.