Under the Alabama summer, the heat is hardly to withstand by midday.
Recently I woke up at 5:30, had a cup of coffee and headed to the nursery to work before the sun rose and turned the world into a sauna.
It didn’t work this morning, but it worked.
This is because I was watching a movie late last night at St. Bernadette with my kids. I think that’s a good excuse, but I won’t pot the plants on Monday.
On Saturday, we harvested remaining grain corn, remaining watermelon and potatoes.
Unless we find some new information on how to grow a decent harvest here, we don’t think we’ll ever bother potatoes again. We planted 200 pounds of seed potatoes…and it appears we only harvested 250 potatoes. I have to check my number again, but they were pretty poor. Despite the fertilization and hills, we got a sad amount of small potatoes. We should have entered at least £1,000 potatoes, but it would have been commercially poor.
As for corn, that was neat. It was a Landrace project and was not well fed so we didn’t expect any surprising yields. However, some plants had good-looking ears. It probably produced a total of five gallon buckets.
Watermelons outperformed this year. We pulled in over 25 more on Saturday. Once my son weighs them all today and finishes, there are final numbers on weight and amount.
We also harvested “zombie” pumpkin patches. There, they grew pumpkins, a black Grenadian pumpkin cross with compost pile seminole pumpkin lines.
Strange!
After harvesting everything, I bushed all the grape rivers, weeds, grass, corn stems and more to clean the field plot. I might throw out sun hemp as a cover crop to improve the ground next year, or perhaps to improve the black-eyed peas pouch.
It’ll be fun to start over next year. It works well, even if it’s luxurious, until the tractor becomes a large space.
