Saturday, October 26, 2013

Hugelkultur




Another gardening season has ended. Sort of. As most of us gardeners know, next year’s garden is greatly influenced by what we do now. Many trees and shrubs are best trimmed after the leaves fall, compost is built, fallen leaves are swept up and maybe placed as insulation in strategic locations. I always feel kind of sad in the fall.

My friends remind me that it is a “falling asleep” as opposed to a “dying”. Tell that to my gargantuan tomatillo plant I just threw onto the newly built hugel. Yes folks, I’m finally dipping my toe into hugelkultur. Were it not for the internet, I would never have known about this ancient method of gardening; no one around here is talking about it and I have never seen it.
 Digging the Hole 

In my opinion, Hugelkultur is really not a very attractive system viewed from the ground. I’ve seen photos of it from the air and it’s beautiful if designed properly. I wish for beauty and symmetry, not some messy-looking hill. My little experiment back by the garage is bound to be viewed by a parade of visitors and I want to put hugelkultur’s best foot forward, so to speak. That’s why I didn’t build it directly on the ground.

When a hugel is built on top of the ground, it’s tall, which I think would be out of proportion in the little space I have out back. Thus, I dug down about the length of my spade. I threw the top soil to the sides to be replaced later. It’s good top soil, as I’ve spent a dozen years constructing that loam, which used to be pure clay and other crap that they used a century ago to fill the lot. After digging the hole, we sorted through an old firewood pile and threw the “refuse” into the bottom. Next, I piled on some grass clippings and kitchen scraps I had saved, with the intention of “jump-starting” the decomposition process. Now I’ve begun to add whatever plants that have died back from the frost. Soon, it will be leaves and more green stuff. I’m not as picky here as I would be if it were an ordinary compost pile. 


 Good Stuff I Saved to Jumpstart
            I do not allow weed and other seeds into the compost pile. Sometimes the pile gets hot enough to debilitate the seeds, sometimes not. I hate to end up actually planting stuff I don’t want in with my vegetables as I spread the compost. I also keep sticks and branches out of the compost as it takes so long to break down. In the case of the hugel, I can use a lot of the refuse I normally put out for recycling. That makes me happy. 
 Adding the Wood





            What doesn’t make me happy s how tall the pile is getting. I’m wondering if I have enough dirt set aside to cover it. Compost will have to be added later. I refuse to buy dirt, so I will have to let it “settle” over the winter and hope for the best. According to experienced hugelkultur gardeners, the first year one can see little benefit to this method. Starting the second year, when the wood begins to break down, it acts as a sponge, absorbing rainfall and eliminating the need for watering. The temperature of the hugel will be several degrees warmer than regular garden soil, thus extending the season.
 Piling It On



Besides eliminating the need to water and a higher soil temperature, other benefits to hugelkultur is a constant fertilization and small air pockets. As the plant roots reach down, they gather nutrients and have free reign to spread and stretch. That makes for bigger and healthier plants. For those who are worried about CO2, the hugel will not emit that gas as will a compost pile. As I am building this hugel, I can’t help but remember our “accidental berm,” which I wrote about in an earlier post.
Spent Grape Vines On Top


The plants on the berm went wild for the first several years. I deducted it was all the sod mixed in with the soil that had been moved there. The chrysanthemums I planted in the fall of 2001 were absolutely huge the next year. Every year they got a little smaller as the decomposing sod fertilizer fizzled out. I so wish I had made a big hardwood pile underneath that thing; I would not have to water out there, even to this day. Well, so goes gardening. By the time we are expert at the art of innovation, we’re too decrepit to implement ideas! That is why it’s so important to share information and to mentor the next generation. Gardening is always exciting, and trying new things makes it all the more interesting.

Yes, another gardening season has ended and soon snow will blanket my new hugel, adding to the mystery of what is to come. Even though I always feel kind of sad in the fall, I can look out my window this winter with the knowledge super potatoes will soon grow on that little hill back yonder.

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Stop and Smell the Pumpkins

Pumpkin Bloom 2013


I just sent out the invitations to the “First Annual Harvest Celebration and Jelly-Tasting” to be held here at the Garden of Nemesis on October 12th. Hey, they have wine-tasting parties, why not jelly-tasting? Any excuse for a party.

Pumpkin Vine Climbing the Arborvitaes 2013
I have invited about fifty of my friends from near and far with an RSVP attached. So far, a half dozen have said to expect them. In the end, I’ll be very satisfied if twice that many show up. One of my gracious friends said she’d provide the waffle iron and a recipe to go with it; I intend to take her up on the offer. It’s an opportunity to share my preserves and strengthen new and old friendships over coffee and conversation.
 Still Climbing

Opening the Garden of Nemesis to the public has opened unexpected doors. I’ve met some very interesting and wise characters. I thoroughly enjoy the company of other gardeners and plant lovers. Our common bond is a love of Nature and the Earth and our eagerness to share our knowledge. We never run out of things to talk about, only the time in which to do so.

This is the time of year where most gardeners are frazzled. Housekeeping chores get put off while we weed, distribute compost, plant ground cover, wash and preserve fruits and vegetables and move tender plants inside before the frost. It’s generally a mess around here this time of year. Luckily, my friends don’t mind a few cobwebs in my less-than-perfect house; they’ve already seen the worst when they’ve unexpectedly dropped by.
Still Climbing

The main focus for this gathering is to celebrate life and friendships and abundance. Sometimes we get so caught up in our everyday toils we forget to stop and smell the pumpkins.