The spot where the old farmhouse
used to sit has been earmarked for years as the future site of an
experimental nursery, but this was the first year we planted into the
area. Mark started reclaiming the spot about a year ago, a process
that involved of lots of weedeating to kill off blackberries and
honeysuckle, plus digging out huge poke stumps. Last fall, I
kill-mulched one bed on the side closest to the trailer, using double my
usual thickness of cardboard (two layers instead of one), and that bed
still came up in blackberries and was a problem over the summer.
So I decided to lower my standards and dig out all the roots in that and
another new bed instead of kill mulching for next year.
And I'm glad I did! After a week of Thanksgiving eating and writing, shoveling
really hit the spot. I've decided the biggest problem with
no-till gardening is that you don't get to dig often, and I love to dig,
so projects like this make my day.
But it was also good to
dig that area for more serious reasons. There were lots of big
roots, including one blackberry root mass about the size of a
four-year-old fruit tree, so I suspect it would have taken at least two
more years of mowing before a kill mulch in that area would take.
Plus, the Appalachian foundation of piled up rocks means Kayla and I
disinterred more stones during our digging project than Mark and I have
found during the entire rest of our time on the farm. The timing was perfect since I want rocks to use around my new grape and didn't have any on hand.
And then there's the pure
pleasure of finding ancient possessions in the soil around an old home
site. Sure, most of what we found was broken window glass and
rusty nails, but Kayla went home with two nice marbles and a little
ceramic container that looked like it might have held makeup or
ointment. And I found a rusty coin from 1951, probably not worth
much, but fascinating for the notion that it was being held in someone's
hand sixty years ago. I think the second picture from the top
might be an old whetstone too?
If I get industrious
again, we've got about three more beds we could dig out in the old house
area, but since I've got other digging projects on the front burner, I
might let Mark mow those areas for another year first. Either way,
it's exciting to have two long beds to fill with experimental
perennials --- more on that in a later post.