Glenn’s Garden 2017 in March

Garden Early Spring 2017

This is the beginnings of my garden for the next thirty years or so.  The two bushes in the black smart pots are a Carmine Jewel Cherry and a Romeo Cherry.  I like these cherry bushes because they are almost indestructible and good into zone 2b.  I had one of them outside on a balcony in Milwaukee for several years and it wasn’t damaged in any way.  I even got some cherries while it was on the balcony.  They taste like sweet cherries rather than the tart cherries that typically grow in this area. I had to trim it severely when I moved to Hartford because it just would not fit in my car which almost caused me to weep a little.  I didn’t own a branch trimmer that was big enough and I was in a hurry so I just used a large bolt cutter that was available at the time.

We had a 60 mph windstorm recently which caused a lot of tree branches to drop everywhere as you can see in the above picture.  I don’t stand out there when its windy and I advise other people to avoid it also because the high branches like to come down on your head.  Its almost impossible to get at the high tree branches to trim them without some type of mechanical lift which I can’t afford.  I do have a special 27 foot tall manual pole saw but I haven’t been well enough to operate it.  It requires continuous muscle exertion for long periods of time but I think I may be able to get some help  eventually.  The trees would require a professional tree trimmer to cut them down because they are too close to buildings.

The bushes and small trees I planted are all surrounded with black plastic hardware cloth to protect them from rabbits and squirrels.  It seems to be effective protection.  When one of the bushes was exposed by accident the rabbits chewed it down to little nubs.

I concentrated my initial efforts on smaller seedling fruit bushes and nut trees because of the cheap price and the minimum effort involved in planting.  I always order everything from Gurney’s Seed and Nursery during the last minute sales because those sale prices are unbeatable, they offer a money back guaranty and deliver to my front door.  I planted Manchurian apricots, Honey berries, Grapes, Hazel nuts, raspberries, Cherry Bushes and Josta berries.  Everything survived the winter which I thought was impressive.

Eventually I plan to put some good soil in my raised bed garden and grow some veggies.  There is a place near Hartford that gives away free composted horse manure but my wife always starts looking for divorce lawyers every time I mention it.  I am too short on cash to buy soil but eventually I will simply make enough compost to fill this bed up one way or another.

I also plan to grow some succulents for my garden bottle hobby and for sale.  I have another small raised bed for that purpose.  We will see what I get done this year because its usually less than what my plans are in spring.

Carmine Jewel Cherry Bush trimmed severely

Blogger is dead !

My black cat Engels 2017

Blogger is dead !  Long live WordPress !  I have stopped making additions to my old blog at Glenn’s Way on blogger (old blog) but I will keep it online for reference. I will now blog exclusively on WordPress. The new WordPress blog is a work in progress.

My Garden 2016

2016 Puffball Mushroom in my garden

I consider this puffball mushroom to be symbolic of my 2016 garden. A combination of Crohn’s disease and other severe demands on my time made it impossible to do much gardening.  I have a few small fruit trees/bushes growing merrily along without my help but any type of real vegetable garden was simply beyond my capabilities.  The squirrels and rabbits are an ever constant menace to the trees and bushes.  A little circle of plastic hardware cloth around the plants seems to work well for protecting them from the ravages of these little rodents.

I experimented with modifying glass bottles to make planters for herbs and succulents.  I may be able to convert this idea into a very small hobby business but it is primarily for the purpose of providing me with relaxation so I don’t go completely insane.  I plan to eventually make a facebook page and link it to this blog so that others may share the joy of making crafts from old bottles. Some of my family obligations requiring great investments of my time appear to be dwindling so perhaps I may finally be able to actually do something I enjoy.  My former Crohn’s nurse at Froedtert Hospital used to bring me various types of empty wine bottles and other bottles to my weekly appointments for my use which was really nice of her. I now have a garage stuffed with bottles that I plan to use for the creation of planters and other craft projects. I can always give them away as presents if no one will buy them but I think the final products will be quite nice. My work speed is ultra slow because of Crohn’s interference but eventually I am able to make something pretty.

My plan is to eventually make a raised bed veggie garden, succulent garden and maintain the production of my fruit trees.  Unfortunately there is a lot of shade in my garden because of the gigantic hardwood trees which tower over everything.  These large trees really need a severe branch trimming as soon as possible.  On the other hand the shade allows the giant puffball mushrooms to flourish in an unhindered manner.  My native american neighbor said the puffballs are great to eat when they are young as long as you don’t get them mixed up with the Death Angel mushroom.  I decided not to risk eating one because the term Death Angel didn’t make be feel comfortable and no one in my family was willing to test them for me after I explained the situation.  The shade producing branches have got to go somehow.

We used to have a gigantic garden on the dairy farm where I grew up near Theresa, WI.  I really used to enjoy strawberries, raspberries, tomatoes and cucumbers in great abundance.  Our farm and garden were even organic but I never realized at that time. I just liked to eat the produce because it tasted better than candy.  Supermarket produce simply can’t compare to the taste of what my mother produced in her organic garden.