Mulching
This
is the season when you can easily lose your garden if you don't keep
the weeds below the level of the emerging seedlings. So, for days
and days and days, our outdoors chores have consisted of hours and
hours and hours of weeding and mowing. I can't speak for Mark,
but I'm heartily sick of it.
But Thursday afternoon I
took a little break to mulch. This
is the dessert, the gravy at the end of weeding. Well-rotted wood
chips, streaked with white lines of mycelia, sodden with imbibed
rainwater. I can't really explain why I love mulching --- maybe
because I know that for every hour I spend mulching, it saves three or
four hours of later weeding, maybe because I know the mulch will break
down and feed my perennials. Regardless, I feel revived enough to
carry on weeding like crazy for another couple of weeks until the
garden is safe.
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About us: Anna Hess and Mark Hamilton spent over a decade living self-sufficiently in the mountains of Virginia before moving north to start over from scratch in the foothills of Ohio. They've experimented with permaculture, no-till gardening, trailersteading, home-based microbusinesses and much more, writing about their adventures in both blogs and books.
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