My farming skills have grown rusty since I left Tennessee to attend college well over a decade ago. Thankfully, I have trusty Google to help me refresh my memory and have found that the Farmer’s Almanac we used to buy every year at the local Co-Op is now online! Ben (the engineer) brings a whole new perspective to the table and one that is more technology focused. He really embraces the working smarter not harder philosophy. We planted our first garden last month and immediately Ben researched to find what watering systems we can use that are smart tech enabled. For the short term and considering we planted a very small (and very late) garden, we opted for simple soaker hoses. However, we will dedicate a future post to smart garden tech as we grow our garden and our need to be even more efficient with our time.
Because we moved into our new home well after the beginning of traditional planting season, we decided to till a small plot closest to the house and buy a handful of plants from our nearby Lowe’s Home Improvement. We chose some fail safe (heat resistant) tomatoes, yellow squash, zucchini, cucumbers, and bell peppers. We also planted some pumpkin seeds and enlisted the help of the kiddos to help us shovel some dirt into mounds for the pumpkins. We opted to hill plant pumpkins versus row planting because we had such a short time to plant until we would like to be able to harvest the pumpkins for Halloween and Thanksgiving. Hill planting allows for faster germination, better soil drainage, and space for the vines to spread out. We planted Big Max, Sugar, Jack Be Littles, and Baby Boos (white) pumpkins. Depending on our success this year, we may grow our patch next year to include a few more varieties. I’m already envisioning the #dukecrew battling it out over who can grow the biggest pumpkin.
While little hands did pick very green tomatoes too early (too early for even fried green tomato standards), it has brought us such joy to witness their delight in watching our garden grow. However, it has been an exercise of patience for all involved. I have battled invisible mites and fungi and very visible tomato hornworms shredding the leaves of our plants. After repeated applications of different non-toxic, organic sprays, I finally found neem oil to be the most successful. We have had a very rainy summer so I have had to be diligent in my reapplication to keep the bugs at bay. I am already researching what preventative measures I can take at the end of the season this year (grub and larvae treatment) to minimize my bug and mite issues for spring season.
The day after we first planted, the kids ran to the garden expecting to see fully grown fruit and veggies. While a little disappointed, they have persisted in their hunt for the first sight of new growth so every day they race down to the garden to check on the plants. Holden takes his gardening very seriously—more seriously than I ever did at the age of 4. Most days I ask him if if he wants to go out and ride his scooter and he is quick to inform me that he NEEDS to go check on the garden. He carefully walks each row bending over to pull the leaves back on each plant looking underneath at baby bell peppers and new blooms on the squash and zucchini plants. Some days, I don’t even need to go to the garden since I get a full report from Holden on how everything is growing.
We’re at the point now where some of our plants are covered in blooms and we’re thinking we may be buried in squash and cucumbers by next month. In all my years gardening in my youth, we only ever had summer gardens and never fall or winter gardens so we’re researching now a few things that we would like to plant for the fall. If you’ve had a fall garden send me a message or comment below your favorite veggies to grow in the colder months!
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The cutest little gardener with her color coordinated boots and shovel.
We are still ignoring the lingering boxes in the corners that have yet to be unpacked from our move last month. Let’s be real—I still have boxes I haven’t unpacked since I moved to our first home after finishing graduate school. Everyone has at least one of those boxes right? I’m going to pretend that you are nodding in agreement and proceed to feel no shame about my not so hidden character flaw. While we are still settling in and finding our new normal (as much normal as we can muster during a global pandemic), we have opted to spend this time together with our #dukecrew outside exploring our much bigger yard.
Our soon-to-be farm has 6 acres of mostly cleared land divided by two creeks facing east/west for amazing morning light and evening sunsets. For those of you who know me, I grew up in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains in Tennessee on a 50 acre farm and spent much of my childhood catching crawdads in the creek, climbing fruit trees, and chasing chickens. I can already see Lily, Holden, and Emma playing in the creeks, (gently) harassing the chickens (i.e. toddler love), and herding the goats. But before we can bring home the highly anticipated farm animals and play in the creeks, Ben and I have had to step up our yard work efforts because if there is anything in this world I hate; it’s snakes and poison ivy-and I spotted both in our first week on the farm. We have spent hours upon hours weed-eating the creekbanks and using a machete to cut back heavier undergrowth in preparation for putting up field fences. It’s a good thing we finally upgraded our push mower to a riding mower two years ago because we have mowed several days per week every week since we moved in! The former owner was not exaggerating when he said you may work the land, but the land will work you too. I was sad to leave my gym in Grayson, but it looks like I’ll be getting in my workouts the old fashioned way–brings an original spin to the “farmer’s carry” and “chainsaw row.” We had an unseasonably cool spring and early summer here in Georgia and now the stifling heat and humidity have me counting down the days until fall.
Despite the sweltering temps and hard labor, our toddler crew has followed us through thickets and creeks, team carried fence poles, and picked up stray limbs in the field after thunderstorms. They’ve spent hours building homes for worms, frogs, and lizards that they have caught and have eaten celebratory popsicles on the front steps after planting our first garden. While this summer has not been what any of us have planned and we are very much struggling with social separation and fatigue, we are attempting to make the best of it. They miss their friends terribly and don’t understand why we can’t resume normal pre-quarantine activities, but they have adapted well to the change and embraced our new lifestyle. I know they are excited to grow the farm and bring home animals and I’m looking forward to the herd of goats that will help us with the amount of weed eating and grass cutting!
We are new to the world of blogging- at least creating one. Olivia is certainly the go getter out of the two of us and is always looking for a way to stay active and busy. She has followed many others through their stories-those of parenting, home renovation, cooking, and hobby farming to name a few areas of interest. We’ve had varying degrees of success in most of those arenas and Olivia has plenty of experience from her childhood with all things hobby farm.
Even though we have done a lot over the last eight years, we never really thought that people would want to follow our story beyond family and close friends– until we decided to sell our renovated ramblin’ ranch. Olivia would often post photos of before and after (and sometimes even the after-after when we figured out how to do it better) of the work we did in our home (check out the “Before Byrd Rd” section to see some of those projects). Many of the friends that she had stayed in regular contact with would ask “how would you paint this” or “what color tile backsplash would you do here?” and even “do you think we could knock down this wall to open up this space?” We would share our sagely wisdom gained from all the DIY gone from wrong to right—you know the saying that you learn more from mistakes than success, well after that house, we started out as Tim Taylor and turned into Bob Villa.
So while we knew there were some that followed closely and would make comments and ask questions, silently many friends from college and beyond had been watching the ugly duckling slowly transform into the moderately attractive goose of a home. When Olivia announced that goose was for sale (we were hoping that it would at least lay a bronze egg for us, knowing it wasn’t quite gold laying material), many of the followers reached out to ask if we were crazy? We finally finished years of renovating a house with toddlers underfoot and now we’ve sold and moved on to the next adventure. We just may be a little crazy, but you have to follow along and be the judge of that.