So much for no-till......

Well....not really.  But that's kind of how I felt when Mo and I walked into the back yard a couple of days ago and discovered this:

At some point between our morning walk around the yard and the one in the afternoon, Trash Trailer Man's pigs had been back.  Some of the trenches they dug were 6" deep!

Pigs apparently have a good memory.

Piglets eating pecans last fall.

Luckily, they weren't interested in the garden.  

But it's painfully obvious that Trash Trailer Man has no intention of building a fence to keep his animals in.  So that means that I just need to get my fence finished.  

"Good fences make good neighbors," I always heard.  I don't think there's any fence in the world that can make him a good neighbor.

WHY THEY DO THIS?

I had to laugh after my youngest daughter sent me a picture of her car with this commentary:

how and why does my car keep getting bird bombed like this UNDER THE CARPORT

WHY THEY DO THIS

Why laugh?  Because I've been struggling to understand something that's happened in the garden that has me feeling exactly the same way.

So here's what happened.

Earlier this spring, I had a bunch of nice little broccoli and cabbage transplants started.  I set them out in the 4' x 8' raised bed, being careful to put one or two little metal sticks beside each plant to protect them from cutworms.  I covered the bed with insect netting to protect it from the cabbage moths and cabbage white butterflies.  All should be good, yes?

Not exactly.

Brassica seedling after a nighttime cutworm attack.

When I checked the bed a day or two later, every plant - every - single - plant - was dead, decapitated by cutworms! 

I'm not sure why the metal stick trick didn't work unless it was because the plants were set out into compost that was very loose, and that allowed the sticks to move so that the cutworms could wedge themselves between the stick and the stem. 

I was so ticked off!

I had a few more plants that I had held back, and I decided I'd go ahead and grow them on in pots for a bit longer.  Those first ones were pretty small, after all.

One evening last week, I took the two biggest and nicest broccoli plants and put them in that same bed.  Again, sticks beside them, being very careful to get the sticks as close to the stems as possible.

The very next morning:

Poor little decapitated broccoli plant.  When I dug around the base, I found the culprit and relocated it to the platform bird feeder.  I hope a bird had a good meal out of it.

I was furious!  Why????  What did they gain by just cutting the top off the plant?  It's not like the plant  can keep growing and feed them for longer...it will die.  

I actually asked The Google, "Why do cutworms cut?" No one had an answer for that.  There were lots of articles saying things like, "They're called cutworms because they cut the stems of young seedlings."  Well, DUH.  But WHY?  What do they have to gain from that destructive and seemingly senseless behavior?

I still don't know.

But in an attempt to have some broccoli this year, I've resorted to a somewhat drastic approach.  Sticks by themselves?  Out.  Aluminum foil, or sticks with aluminum foil?  In.  Definitely worth a try anyway...anything to protect the little stems.

So the last of the broccoli plants have been put out in that same raised bed and wrapped in foil.

Wrapped in a blanket of aluminum foil.

After doing a bit of reading about cutworms, I think one of the reasons they may be worse this year is because I've switched to no-till.  Apparently, tilling is one method of controlling them. 

Tilling the garden in early spring and fall can help kill cutworms or pupae or expose them to the weather and to predators such as birds.

https://www.pesticide.org/cutworms#:~:text=Controlling%20weeds%2C%20grasses%20and%20plant,to%20predators%20such%20as%20birds.   Accessed 4/15/2024.

So as I work in the garden from now on, I'll be on the lookout for them any time I do any planting.  After I set out the new broccoli plants, in one little 2' section of a row that was about 1' wide - a spot where I intended to plant carrots - I found eight of those rascals! 

Cutworms from the carrot bed.

I kindly relocated them to the bird feeder (most probably escaped over the edge into the front flower bed).

So while I had thought I'd call this post, "Why do cutworms cut,"  I have decided that I like her question better.  

WHY THEY DO THIS?  

Do I even still have a garden?

When I decided to go "no till" back in September 2021, I knew there were parts of the garden where the soil (dirt) just really wasn't very good.  It is a clay/silt soil with low organic content, and even worse, parts of the garden were heavily compacted when I had our cellar installed and had some tree-trimming done back in spring of 2020.  

Ideally, I could have just put a good layer of compost on my rows, and let the earthworms do the work of incorporating that into the dirt.  But I don't have enough compost to do that.  I decided my next best bet would be to try cover crops.

I didn't have very good luck with my cover crops last summer (the only exception was the buckwheat and sun hemp, which both grew very well!).  I got my cover crops planted too late, and they had just sprouted and started to grow when the dry weather hit.  They didn't make it.  I ended up covering parts of the garden with a billboard tarp just to keep the grass from taking over.

By late summer I had decided to rebuild my raised rows so they were wider and flatter.  As I worked on that project, I also planted my fall cover crops.

• I used daikon radish in three of the new raised rows, and as I finished relocating the dirt to build out the rows, I added winter rye and hairy vetch.  In a fourth row, I planted some oats from seed I saved last summer, along with some fava beans seed I had saved last spring.
  
  
• I planted lentils from a bag bought at the grocery store on the Hügelkulture bed, then went back later and added some winter rye and hairy vetch to the edges.
  
  
• I planted daikon radish and crimson clover in the east rows of the garden.

Happily, the cover crops have all done very well this year.  The daikon radish and lentils grew well into the winter, but were finally killed by the repeated cold weather.  The winter rye, the vetch and the crimson clover didn't put on much above-ground growth during the winter but apparently the roots were busy growing, because when temperatures warmed just a bit, the above-ground parts took off growing like gang-busters!  Once the winter rye hits "milk stage" and the crimson clover is nearing the end of its bloom, I'll cut everything off close to the ground and leave it on the rows as mulch.

My wild cover-cropped jungle garden on April 9, 2024.  Yes, there are rows there....

But despite the fact that the my garden is the way it is right now because that's how I decided it should be, no matter where I look in the garden, I almost feel overwhelmed and frantic.

You see, not only have several of the rows been overgrown by my cover crops, I intentionally left the winter weeds as food for the early pollinators.  They were very pretty in full bloom, but now that they're past their prime I have to try really hard to resist the urge to pull them all up.  

Winter weeds, primarily Red Deadnettle and Henbit Deadnettle carpeting the garden behind the cellar.

My Brussel's Sprouts stayed alive all winter, but never made a single sprout.  But when I saw that they were going to bloom, I left them too.  More food for the early pollinators.

Yellow flowers in the foreground are Brussel's Sprouts while the one plant a couple of rows over is the only purple-top turnip that survived the rabbits.

The rabbits nibbled on the crimson clover all winter, but once we had a few warmer days, it started to grow so fast that I guess even they couldn't keep up.  I noticed the first flowers a couple of days ago.

Two rows of crimson clover, just now starting to bloom.

And the back part of the garden by the berry plants is such poor dirt that I am not even going try to grow anything there for a while yet.  I just planted it as one big winter rye patch and plan to follow that up with mix of purple hull peas, sunflowers and zinnias.

Large patch of winter rye, with some volunteer hairy vetch mixed in.

I'm not a "neat and orderly person" - I'm actually the opposite of that.  "Messy and disorganized" is me on my best days.  

But traditional gardening - the gardening method I grew up with - dictates that a garden is supposed to have neat and orderly rows of plants with clear walkways between them.  What has really surprised me this spring is that the "messy and disorganized" state of my garden has bothered me more than I ever thought it would.

I keep having to remind myself of the purpose for the cover crops, and the long term goal.  "Remember why you planted them," I keep telling myself.  "They're almost finished and will be gone soon - just be patient."

And on the recent warm afternoons, a walk through the winter weeds and the cover crops underscores for me just why "messy and disorganized" is the right choice for my garden at this moment in time.

It is still a garden I reckon.  It's just not yet ready to have order imposed on it.

Eclipse

 

Total solar eclipse at about 1:52 pm on Monday, April 8, 2024.

If you plant it, they will come

The Coral Honeysuckle (Lonicera sempervirens) vine that I started from a cutting taken down by the creek not only survived, it looks like it thrived and is putting on a spectacular show this spring.

It is absolutely covered in clusters of orange-red blooms.

My little sister told me the other day that she saw her first hummingbird of the year.  I wondered if they'd find the honeysuckle, and if they did, would they nectar on the flowers.  I was afraid maybe the flowers were too close to the ground, and a hummingbird might feel unsafe there.

But today as I wandered aimlessly around the back yard, looking at the plants there for the thousandth time, a hummingbird had found the vine and was moving from one flower cluster to the next.

Ruby-throated hummingbird, nectaring on the Coral Honeysuckle.

If you plant it, they will come.  It's how things are supposed to be.

Planting the Ozark Chinquapin

Today, the first little Ozark Chinquapin that sprouted was moved to its new home.

1) Dug a hole with the post hole digger - the hole was slightly deeper than the cardboard tube was tall.

2)  Drove a T-post on either side of the hole, spaced so that the wire cage would fit between them.

3) Put some topsoil down in the bottom and mixed it with some of the clay that came out of the hole.  

4) Wrapped the cardboard tube in chicken wire.  This is an attempt to protect the little nut, because if it is stolen, the tree likely won't survive.  The chicken wire will rust and eventually break (I hope).  If it doesn't, I can dig down around the tree when its older and cut it loose.

5) Centered the cardboard tube in the hole and started filling it back with topsoil mixed with the clay.

6) Filled the hole to the top then slightly pinched the wire around the top, again, trying to protect the nut.

7) Put a plastic container around the little tree to protect it from the wind (it was VERY windy today!).  The container will also help concentrate the water around the tree's roots this summer.  I learned that last year when I had that same container around a little oak tree that I planted.  Mounded the rest of the clay around the plastic container, because I believe the dirt will settle when it rains.  I may actually have to remove the cage after it rains and fill in some more around the cardboard tube.

8) Secured the wire cage around the newly planted tree.  The cage may look like overkill, but because the cattle are still in that field, it has to be sturdy enough to withstand them rubbing on it.  I may actually drag some of the cut privet limbs up and pile them around the cage to keep the cattle back until we get the new fence put up (this is my future wildflower meadow).

9) Stepped back and imagined how the two Ozark Chinquapin trees will look five years from now.  The tree I planted last year is in the cage by the stump, with the newly planted tree about 10 feet to the west.  I hope I planted them far enough apart.

I really hope the little trees put on some good growth this year.  I was a bit disappointed that the one I planted last year because it is only about 3" tall.  But it has new leaves, so at least I know it survived the winter.  I'll see how the trees look come June.

UPDATE 4/3/2024 - I looked out the front window yesterday morning and there was Arnold (the young bull) beside the new cage, just rubbing and rubbing and rubbing!  "This feels so good!" I heard him thinking.  Luckily, the cage and posts did their job and stayed in place.  He did bend the wire in a couple of spots but not so bad that the cage is non-functional.  

UPDATE 4/7/2024 - Well, the cows were at it again, rubbing on the cage and it is now bent in quite a bit at the bottom.  I drove two more T-posts beside it...one on the east side and another on the west.  I'll see what they do now.  The good news is that the tree still looks Ok.

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Spring 2024

 

Sunrise at 7:27 am on Tuesday, March 19, 2024.

All stove-up

 

I've been trying to make up for lost time with the privet down in The Carey Woods.  I got a late start this winter and because of the unseasonably warm weather in February, I knew the sap was going to start rising, putting an end to the cut-stump treatments.

I feel that I made really good progress though. The section I started on last winter is almost entirely clear now with the exception of just a few trunks.

I wish I had kept count of how many trunks I cut and treated.  I do know that in the area between the downed trees shown in the top picture below, I cut and treated 25 trunks in a 15' section.  There was lots and lots and lots of privet down there...so much privet.

Privet thicket last winter.

Area shown above as it looked after more work this winter.

Looking up the hill through the same area now.  The privet has all been cut and the stumps treated.  With it gone, you can now see all the way up to the top of the hill.

RAF always worries when I go down there, and offers to go with me, but I tell him he doesn't need to go.  He then always tells me to be extra careful.  I always tell him I will be.

It really isn't an easy place to work.  I've slipped on rocks on the hillside, and stumbled climbing over things.  I've had privet limbs flip up and hit me in the lip.  I've had scratches from the stickers and bruises on my ribs from bracing the loppers while I cut.  Nothing serious though.

But a couple of weeks ago as I was tugging a privet limb out of the cedar top, one of its wispy long branches whipped across my face under my glasses.  It happened so fast that I didn't even have time to  blink.  The end of the limb raked right across the surface of my right eye.  I thought I was blinded!  It stung for a good while, but eventually I was able to open that eye and to my relief, my vision didn't seem to be affected at all.

Once my eye stopped watering, I got back to work because I was nearly finished with that section and I didn't want to quit until it was done.  But only a little while later as I was pulling another limb out, it got tangled up with a second limb.  I could tell there was quite a bit of pressure on that second one, which was about an inch and a half in diameter.  The thought had just entered my mind that I needed to stop tugging and untangle them, when suddenly that second limb snapped free and WHAM! hit me right in my left temple.  It knocked me sideways and my glasses went all wonky and almost fell off.  I think if I hadn't been wearing the glasses though it could have been much worse.  As it was, all I got was a big scratch and a really sore spot beside my left eye.  After a little bit of bending and straightening on the glasses, and a few choice words and phrases later, I was able to get back to work, and finish for the day.

Both of those accidents happened, I think, because I was tired and kept working when I should have stopped.  I'm just very lucky that my eyes weren't hurt.  (And yes, I intend to get some good eye protection that I can wear over my glasses before I start cutting again next winter.  Eyeglasses <> eye protection.)

When I got ready to go down to the woods this past Sunday, RAF looked at me and said, "Please be very careful," then frowned.   I told him I would be.

I knew I wasn't going to be able to cut and treat very much.  I was low on herbicide, and the privet had already started to green up.  I cut the last big privet bush at the top of the hill, treated it and just managed to squirt out enough herbicide to get all the way around the stump.

Since the herbicide was gone, I decided to just walk down the hill with Walter and start cutting out the tops of every privet tree I came across.  That didn't last long though...I made it to the bottom of the hill, cut a few limbs and Walter's battery died. I had found a nice privet stick that made a perfect walking stick, so the stick, Walter and I headed back up the hill through the newly cleared path.  

I don't know if I just wasn't paying attention, or if I'm just naturally clumsy (both?) but as I got almost back to the top of the hill, I snagged the toe of my right boot on the butt end of a privet trunk that I had left laying perpendicular with the pathway last year.  My momentum was forward, but because my toe was snagged on the stick, the movement of my foot was not.  I fell and landed HARD on a rock with my right knee.  Serious pain - for a few minutes I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to get up.  I sat there for a while, feeling all around on my kneecap and since nothing seemed to be broken or out of place, I carefully tried bending and straightening my knee.  It still worked.  So I picked up the stick that had tripped me, gave it a few choice words and phrases then threw it with some force onto one of the piles of limbs.  I then picked up Walter (I don't think he was injured in the fall) and my privet walking stick and limped up the hill to the cart and made my way back home.

I didn't tell RAF what had happened.  I just put some antibiotic ointment and a bandage over the cut on my knee and kept working on stuff for the rest of the day.  But when I got up the next morning, I knew the injury was a bit more serious than I had thought and I had to confess to RAF what had happened.  He was not pleased.

By Monday evening, my knee was quite swollen, red and hot to the touch.  I could barely bend it, and once bent, could barely straighten it back out.  I was, as the expression goes, all stove-up.

But it's now Thursday evening, and while my knee is still very sore, I can tell that it's better.  The swelling has gone down some, and it's not so red and hot anymore.  I can actually bend it going up and down the steps.  

I still have one more day before the weekend.  Lord willing, I'll be able to take Walter back down into the woods and continue on my mission.  I really did think I was being careful. So can I work down there without doing something else stupid?  That's the million dollar question isn't it....

More posts about my war on privet

Ozark Chinquapins in 2024

I re-upped my membership in the Ozark Chinquapin Foundation on January 1 this year and on January 27, I got a nice surprise in the mail!

Chinquapin seeds

Unfortunately, while the package says five seeds, there were only three in the bag, and I'm not sure two of those are any good.  One of the three had already started to sprout, but the other two had not.

But even if there is only one viable seed, I hope I can do a better job of protecting it this year, and if the one little tree from last year survived the winter, I hope I can have two here in my yard by the end of the summer.

So today (Monday, March 4) I've taken the two that hadn't started to sprout, and I've planted them in cardboard paper towel tubes.  If they do sprout, my thinking is that I can dig a hole with the post hole digger and just plant them in that hole in their cardboard tube, hopefully protecting the little taproot from being damaged.  I'll be sure to update this post with pictures if (when!) that happens.

UPDATE: Thursday, March 28 - On March 21, I was delighted to discover that a tiny sprout had emerged in one of the tubes!

By this afternoon, the little tree was about an inch and a half tall, with two nice little leaves and a third emerging in the center.

I've tried to mainly water from the bottom once the nut sprouted, thinking that would encourage the tap root to grow straight down toward the water.  So far, there's no sign of the tap root at the bottom of the cardboard tube (and that's a good thing!), but I don't think it will be much longer until it will break through the cardboard at the bottom.  

So tomorrow the little tree will be planted outside and protected with a sturdy cage to protect it from rabbits, deer and (right now, most importantly) the cattle!

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The Waiting Month

I decided many years ago that February is probably my least favorite month of the year.

I call it "The Waiting Month."

We're teased with signs of spring...daffodils open up and the bluets shine like little purple stars sprinkled through the dead grass.  Sometimes the days are unseasonably warm.  On those warm days, we are tempted to plant some seeds in the garden.  

But we must wait.

February is still winter - late winter, but winter none-the-less.  We will still have frost, maybe even snow.

The sun rises a bit earlier every morning and sets a bit later every evening.  The seasons will change and the earth will wake up from her winter sleep.  She has only to wait a little while longer....

The first daffodils of 2024 opened on February 7.

Seeing the sky

It was last winter when I declared war on the privet that has taken over several sections of the woods in The Carey field.  And while I made some progress, I didn't get as far as I had hoped before the warmer temperatures caused the sap to start rising.

I had planned to get back to work this fall as soon as we started getting regular frosts, but one thing and then another got in the way and I only started back to work on the project in December.

But after (I think) five working sessions of about two hours each, I feel like I'm making progress.

Looking northwest toward the gully that runs east of the hay barn.

I started in the gully that runs down the hillside east of the hay barn.  Most of the privet growing there was small, with trunks less than 2" in diameter and it didn't take very long to clear them out.  I also cut and treated several invasive Multiflora Rose (Rosa multiflora) bushes.  The only things left are a few privet trees, rose bushes and some saw greenbrier (Smilax bona-nox) growing across the top edge of the gully.

Earlier in the fall, I had set out some little Carolina Buckthorn (Frangula caroliniana) in the gully thinking they might do well in the dappled shade.  IF the Northern Spicebush (Lindera benzoin) and Flowering Dogwood (Cornus florida) seeds that I collected last fall germinate, I plan to set some of them out in that area as well.  The spicebush should do well in the lower part of the gully where it's more shaded, while I think the dogwood will like the more sunny area near the top of the gully.  I'm still trying to decide where to plant the Pawpaw (Asimina triloba) seeds (if they germinate), and I'm thinking they might also like being down in the lower shaded part of the gully.

(There is a pretty good population of White Snakeroot (Eupatorium rugosum) growing in and around the gully, and I think it might be wise this spring to go through and pull some of the plants up to keep it from spreading too much since it is so highly poisonous.  As for what could go back in its place?  I'm not sure at this point.)

Once the gully was mostly cleared, I moved to the south, back to the area where I stopped work last spring.  I had cut the tops out of lots of the privet trees, but wasn't able to treat them with they glyphosate because they were already starting to green up.   Every single one of them had sprouted back...it was very discouraging to look down into the woods and again see nothing but privet.

All of the privet I topped last spring put up lots of vigorous new growth over the summer.

So much privet....

But the one good thing is that by topping all of those trees, they didn't make berries.  So even though I'm going to quickly run out of time this winter, I now know that just cutting the tops out will knock them back enough that I won't have 10-gazillion privet berries just waiting for the birds to drop them back onto my newly cleared woods!

So Walter, the little Green Shoots foam dispenser, the loppers and I got back to work, and the four of us were able to clear and treat the stumps in that entire section.  

The area between the two large cedar trees is clear!

Yesterday Walter and I started on the privet growing to the north of the cedar trees...the stuff that is left between the trees and the gully.

Because the forecast was calling for rain all weekend, I didn't cut the trees off at ground level and treat them.  For now, I've just cut the tops off and piled them up in the woods.

But what a difference it made!

I can see the mountains to the north!

I know there's still lots of work to do to finish up that section...all of those trunks still have to be cut and treated; I still have a big pile of limbs between the cedar trees that needs to be moved (center left in the picture above); and there are hundreds of privet seedlings that need to be pulled before they have a chance to get any bigger.  But again...what a difference it makes once the privet is gone!!!  

As with the gully, I need to put some thought into what plants can go in to replace the privet.  I've ordered a Ninebark (Physocarpus opulifolius)  and a Black Chokeberry (Aronia melanocarpa) from Food Forest Nursery and if I can get those established here in my yard, I hope to be able to start some more from cuttings and plant those down in the woods.  I've also noticed a couple of Shagbark Hickory (Carya ovata) trees growing along the side of the road in Clarksville and if I can get up the nerve to stop next fall to search for some nuts, I'd love to try to grow some of those trees down there.  The Eastern Redbud (Cercis canadensis) trees I set out last spring didn't make it (so far as I know), so I'm going to try again with them this year.   I'll probably also try putting out some Elderberry (Sambucus canadensis) and Red Mulberry (Morus rubra) just for grins.  Maybe they'll make it.

As for "forbs" I'm still trying to decide what to plant.  I did collect seeds from Evening Primrose (Oenothera biennis) that was growing in the ditch across from Hardees in Clarksville, so I'll probably just toss some of those out in a couple of places.  I might also try to throw some Cup Plant (Silphium perfoliatum) seeds on the ground next winter.  

No matter what I decide to plant down there, the biggest problem I'll have to overcome will be the cattle (and possibly rabbits and deer?).  So while I'd love to keep all of the privet limbs in nice neat piles, I may end up having to create little piles here and there to protect young plants.  I suppose that's Ok though, so long as I can keep the invasive Perilla Mint (Perilla frutescens) and Japanese Honeysuckle (Lonicera japonica) from taking over those piles!

So what's next?

First priority is to cut and poison the privet and multiflora rose across the top of the gully, then cut and poison the privet trunks that I've left standing down by the cedar in the woods.

After that, I'll start on the privet shown on the right side of the last picture above.  That may take up the rest of my time this winter because there's quite a bit of it left.  But I'll do what I can, and then start cutting the tops out of the bigger privet trees when I run out of winter.  That's something I can do even into the summer (preferably before the trees bloom), and anything that keeps the trees from making berries is one more step in the right direction.  While there are thousands of tiny privet seedlings in the areas I've cleared, pulling those is another thing that I can work on during the summer months.

I just wish the pictures could convey how much better it looks in the areas where the privet has been removed.  It's so different from how I described that part of the woods in my January 29, 2023 post:

I find that part of the woods to be very dark and creepy, almost eerie, because the privet is so thick down there.

What a difference it makes to be able to see the sky!

Farewell to 2023

Sunrise at 7:38 am on Sunday, December 31, 2023.

Winter 2023

 

Winter solstice sunrise on December 21, 2023.
Unfortunately, the clouds blocked me from seeing exactly where the sun was and what time it came up,
but you can tell the general area by the brightness in the sky.