March is getting away from me!

[city_farmer]

It's been difficult to find much time to keep up with spring garden chores, never mind posting about them, due to the arrival of Juneau, our now 13 week old Cardigan Welsh Corgi puppy. She's completely stolen our hearts. Still working on housebreaking, but she's already got the basic commands down and jogs/walks extremely well on a lead. Smart girl

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[city_farmer]

Avec! *g* I will work on getting her photo up here. She's a bundle of adorableness. Also, you haven't seen my Jack Sparrow yet. *makes notation on to do list*

The spinach was a vegetable disaster (and I say this as someone who adores spinach). One kind just bolted and was completely inedible--perhaps because I planted very late last year. The other one was simply not very prolific--tiny leaves, sparse plants. Maybe underfertilized? I have a sprinkler rather than soaker hoses (I'm going to change that someday -- *references item 482 on to do list*) and the leaves were constantly dirty and icky and not appealing looking. My feeling was that in order to grow enough of the stuff to yield a decent amount to eat, I'd have to plant out a dozen rows of it. Have you had success with spinach? What kind do you grow? How's your soil, and how do you fertilize?

Any suggestions you have are much appreciated!

[city_farmer]

Cardigans are WAAAAY cuter than Pembrokes. That's my objective assessment, and yes, the fact that Pembrokes have to wave their entire back half to get their point across is part of my thinking on that. Also cardis are smarter, less hyper, have a more dignified comportment overall... I guess I love my dog. It's a crazy thing, falling in love with a dog. I now understand an entire segment of the population that, until a month ago, seemed more or less insane. I understand that this means that I am now insane, as well.

I am sold on New Zealand--thanks. I love the idea of eating all of it and having it grow back. That's what I do with my chard, broccoli, and kale through the winter.

I have a much better picture of the kind of gardening you used to do. That is just what I'd love to do, once I can get my husband to part with the rest of the lawn. (Of course, now I've a vegetable loving dog to deal with. On the other hand, there are no wild scavengers after the crops in the city, except for the insects.)