Wow, what a fun and busy weekend!
Saturday was actually pretty uneventful, except for piles of work spent by Dan on the bathroom, so I’ll fast-forward to Sunday already. Actually, no, wait – I remember now, I’ll go back to Saturday.
Dan did spend a lot of time working on the bathroom. As a break, however, we also cut down the cedar which had slowly been encroaching on the corner of our walkway. I think that corner looks way better without the tree, my plants are getting more sunlight, and turning that corner is not as much of a pain as it used to be. I can’t wait for the first full load of groceries I come home with. The plan is not to leave the wall bare but to plant some nice vine, perhaps jasmine. Meanie-no-good-husband, however, informed me that I have to wait a while for the root to dry out before we can dig it out. Maybe I can plant around it.
I also did a bit of other random work in the front garden, but not much. The real fun, in the back garden, came on Sunday. By then, I decided I was brave enough to plant my tender little seedlings outside. But first things first. That being the installation of the soaker hose. I had one last year, but it turned out to be a POS black weeper hose, that sprung a few larger holes halfway through the season, turning it absolutely worthless. The one I bought this year has two small tubes running parallel, with the odd hole here and there, and seems much better constructed – and comes with a 5-year warranty under “normal gardening use”. Home Hardware will definitely be hearing about this from me if this thing breaks in the next couple of years.
Next – what do you need to install a drip hose? Staples, of course. I had seen these handy little lovelies at Lee Valley the other day, but thought I could do better than 25 cents apiece. Half an hour and a few dozen metal clothes hangers later, I had my solution – and it was free, with the added benefit of freeing up space in a storage closet! I knew I was keeping these things around for a reason.
First, snip off the twisted hanger part – Dan warned me I’d go crazy if I tried to unravel it. Then, snip the remaining hanger into 4 equal-ish parts. Bend with pliers into the shape of a staple – with the added bonus of adjusting the size of the loop to whatever you need. Aaaand………
Done. Starting point on the left, finished product on the right. I had to adjust some of the staples so they weren’t pinching the hose, but otherwise, I’m calling this experiment a success.
I let the soaker hose do its work for a few hours, so I had thoroughly moistened soil to work with when I transplanted the plants. In went the tomatoes (yellow, normal-sized red and snackable-sized grape red), the cucumbers, and the zucchini. Some “heirloom” tomatoes remain, which I grew from a mystery packet of mixed heirloom seeds I got from my mom. Those will be planted in pots. I’ve already read about a few heirloom varieties that I’d like to try, and will probably get on the ball with that earlier next year. I just feel so bad throwing out all the seeds that I still have remaining in all the little packets I have!
Next year, along with the plans to expand the perennials garden to the front, I’d like to use some of the perennial beds to grow my vegetables. Probably not something as visible and recognizeable as a tomato, but probably garlic and maybe some of the beans could fit in reasonably well. Do you think spinach would make a nice path border?
As if that doesn’t sound like a lot of work, on Sunday, before I started any of this gardening fun, we took my mom out for brunch at the Merlot (the revolving restaurant). As always, I forgot to take pictures of the food. The view was absolutely fantastic, though, with only 4 clouds that we managed to spot far on the horizon.
Ottawa’s downtown is pretty cute already, but it sparkles in the spring sun from a few hundred feet up. The food did not disappoint – I would stay away from the breakfast-y part of the brunch spread (which was good, but nothing mindblowing), and head straight to the fish/pate/cheeses/marinated vegetables section. Ok, I lie – I would actually head for the humongous dessert spread – this is definitely one of those cases where you have to share with a friend in order to be able to get a taste of even half of the yummies on that table.
And that’s our weekend in a nutshell.
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