We started planting back before the May Long Weekend (May 23rd), and had started seeds much earlier than that, but our garden did not get off to an auspicious start. While the May Long boasted gorgeous weather, the following week, and two weeks after, brought killing frosts, and temperatures several degrees below freezing. Some areas got quite a bit of snow in mid-June, be we had no moisture at all, and only the onion sets and potatoes came up for the longest time.
Then it started to rain. And rain. And rain. We began to wonder if we should build an Ark. The barn sprang a leak right over the Chicken Mahal, and we could not keep up with emptying the buckets. It rained some more. The barn cats would not come out of the barn. It became a challenge to get to work, as sloughs started filling up and threatening to spill over the roads. The frogs loved it, at least.
There have been a couple of sunny days, but not enough to actually dry anything out – just enough to encourage the mosquito population to dramatic new highs. The sunny days have been hot and muggy, punctuated by thunderstorms that roll in and knock the power out for an hour or two, terrify the dogs, and move on after dumping a couple more inches of rain. I thought Saskatchewan was supposed to be an arid province, but I digress.
Today, after a couple of back-to-back days of sun, we finally got out into the garden to take a look around. I’m sure it’s been almost two weeks since we were last able to even walk in there.
The potatoes are knee high, and the onions are up and looking great. There are slightly-crooked rows of beans, beets, carrots, radishes, and turnips, all with their baby leaves pushed up through the dirt. The peas have several leaves each, though the plants are a little smaller than I somehow think they ought to be. The squash, melon, pepper, and tomato transplants look unhappy with all the mud, but seem to be hanging in there. No asparagus, though, not one single plant out of fifty, and one of the rhubarb plants is definitely dead. The corn is not up yet, and I wonder if the seed has rotted. Hubby may have to re-plant, and hope we still have enough time for it to set any ears. The sunflowers are…completely overgrown with thistles, lamb’s quarters, and canola.
In fact, the most impressive growth of anything in the garden at all, is the weeds. We have a very lush field of them, 85 by 95 feet, plus another 15 or 20 feet around the edges of the garden where our very kind farmer neighbours were especially careful to not spray the garden with Roundup, or whatever herbicide they are using on the canola they have planted all around our acreage. We’re going to have to take a lawnmower through there, just to find the garden!
Hubby has his work cut out for him, and there’s more rain forecast for tomorrow…