I can barely say the word anymore: I’m practically dreaming about it. It starts with nuh and ends with –itrogen.
We are still depleted over here. I could really use a mousekatool.
But the good news is, things are looking better.
I hit everything with blood meal yesterday. There may also have been some winks and prayers involved. That was the third round of fertilizer this season. Something has got to be done about this dirt for the long-term.
For this season, I feel like I’m chasing my tail. I’m trying to push back the thought that I may never catch it.
Regardless, there are blossoms on the squash, blooms on the peas, peppers plumping up, and some nice-lookin’ leaves on those tomatoes the birds {or the nitrogen-depletion/or both} had a heyday with…
For now, I watch and wait. Grow, baby, grow!
Might I suggest Mouskadine Wine? It’s a little known Mystery Mouscatool that works wonders! The plants might like it, too!
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! That definitely sounds like “the surprise tool that can help us later!”