Every January in Iowa, the weather warms up above freezing for a week span called a thaw. Just last week the thaw came and left us with several days of lovely 40s and 50s.
The winter garden. All is quiet and sleeping. Well, nearly everything…
My hard-working gardener.
Eep! He sees me!
This is what the hubs was working on. The entrance to the garden is designed so we can get in without getting zapped by the electric fence. Some large creature — we’re thinking a deer — must have tried to enter the garden here and got caught on something. It ripped the wires out of the ground and snapped a post!
The broken post.
Looks a lot different than in the summer huh?
The right picture is the stumps of 2017’s asparagus. On the left is the rhubarb, hiding deep in the ground from the cold. Rhubarb at this time of year looks kinda alienish, I think.
My birthday present.
I’m very excited for this! Do you know what it is? Crocus! Derek got them for me for my birthday and planted them last fall. They are the earliest flower you can have in Iowa. I’m not sure if they are for my birthday last year or my birthday this year. Hm… I’d better ask.
The compost pile
But it should be called the volunteer pile! These are peach trees, growing on their own from the compost. There’s nearly 10 of them, and some are some very well built trees! We have no idea what we’re going to do with them yet. A surplus of peach trees… What a problem to have!
One of the best and biggest of the volunteer peach trees.
Last years green beans and okra plants.
Creation is so beautiful, even in the dead of winter!
Here’s the other project my hubs did — cleaning up the edge of the blueberry row fences. He’s planning to lay some wood chips around to help keep the weeds down.
These weeds, that is!
Fences after being cleaned up and weed debris down the middle.
The hubs always does such an amazing job with the garden. He can make things look so neat and clean. He’s like an artist of the gardening world.
Tools of the trade.
A young blueberry bush.
We had enough blueberries to taste last year. I can’t wait to see what 2018’s blueberry crop will be like. Derek says it won’t be much longer into they’re bearing regularly.
Baby apricots, planted just last year.
After the picture on the left, I asked my hubs to smile. Then, well, you see the result. (He has such a wonderful smile, too! He’s just too goofy to show it when there’s a camera around.)
A red raspberry… I think.
So, Derek wanted you all to see the difference between a red raspberry and a black raspberry. Trouble is I can’t remember which was which exactly. I’m 95% sure that’s a red raspberry.
Pretty sure this is a black raspberry. Pretty sure.
Any of you can correct me if you can tell the difference!
This is the final project Derek’s been up to this winter. He’s been cleaning up some rogue trees on the property.
Rogue trees no more — Derek says many of them are mullberries.
A girdled tree.
For those trees too big to bring down, Derek girdled them. He said that if you cut into a tree about an inch deep all the way around, it will kill the tree. Then it will eventually come down all by itself. Who knew?
So that’s what we’ve been up to during the winter months. What do you like to do in the winter time when you can’t be gardening?