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By: What turns up – The Inadvertent Gardener

What turns up – The Inadvertent Gardener — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 01:28:47 +0000

[...] As Steve turned over the soil where our garden plot would eventually be, I lifted up clump after clump of grass, loosening the particles of dirt from the roots and letting them fall into the emerging bed. [...]

By: Very slightly delayed gratification « The Inadvertent Gardener

Very slightly delayed gratification « The Inadvertent Gardener — Fri, 10 Oct 2008 02:10:30 +0000

[...] and gentlemen, I remember what a huge pain that process was. And how long it took. And I was actually helping. A little. Anyway, by the time [...]

By: What turns up « The Inadvertent Gardener

What turns up « The Inadvertent Gardener — Fri, 10 Oct 2008 01:16:35 +0000

[...] turns up Published May 19, 2006 Gettin’ Dirty , Life Before Iowa As Steve turned over the soil where our garden plot would eventually be, I lifted up clump after clump of grass, loosening the particles of dirt from the roots and letting [...]

By: So a zucchini walks in to see a talent agent… « The Inadvertent Gardener

Fri, 10 Oct 2008 01:12:16 +0000

[...] The night after we dug in the garden, I planted three eggplant seedlings, as well as one cucumber plant and one zucchini plant. The zucchini came with a tag that said it was the Aristocrat Zucchini. [...]

By: Outing myself « The Inadvertent Gardener

Outing myself « The Inadvertent Gardener — Fri, 10 Oct 2008 01:09:09 +0000

[...] Published May 28, 2006 Family On the Tuesday night after we put in the garden, I outed myself to my parents. “We’ve put in a garden,” I said. [...]

By: Very slightly delayed gratification at The Inadvertent Gardener

Very slightly delayed gratification at The Inadvertent Gardener — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 14:35:28 +0000

[...] and gentlemen, I remember what a huge pain that process was. And how long it took. And I was actually helping. A little. Anyway, by the time [...]

By: The Inadvertent Gardener

The Inadvertent Gardener — Sun, 03 Sep 2006 12:00:58 +0000

[...] This blog began as something of a fluke. Steve and I were digging in the garden plot, and trading quips, and a little voice in my head said, “Write this down.” [...]

By: The Inadvertent Gardener

The Inadvertent Gardener — Sun, 28 May 2006 19:24:57 +0000

[...] On the Tuesday night after we put in the garden, I outed myself to my parents. “We’ve put in a garden,” I said. “We’ll see how it goes.” [...]

By: The Inadvertent Gardener

The Inadvertent Gardener — Thu, 25 May 2006 11:04:03 +0000

[...] As we dug in the garden that first night, I heard a familiar whine near my left ear, then another, pitched just slightly lower, near my right. I was wearing long pants, long sleeves and gardening gloves, but where I bent over, my shirt exposed a swath of skin on my lower back. Within moments, I realized that skin, bone-white in the fading light, was like a beacon to the bloodsuckers. I slapped, I scratched, I wriggled my back as best I could, but the longer we worked, the more welts rose up between the waistband of my pants and my shirt hem. [...]

By: The Inadvertent Gardener

The Inadvertent Gardener — Thu, 25 May 2006 00:22:43 +0000