Super Moon was at my window this morning.
Last night my husband and I built a fire in our camp stove and sat out under the Super Moon for a few hours. It was an enchanting evening, the nopalitos glowing around the stove, Screech Owl calling as he and his mate feasted on bats over our back acre.
This morning I am not too surprised to find Super Moon still brightening all the windows and setting an eerie light over the yard. Clouds have moved in to form a Super Rainbow.
And Super Moon sinks into the Western sky.
Whipple gave me some celery starts – a couple of his celery plants had gone to seed and he dutifully dug the little plants up and set them in an old container. I wasn’t too enthusiastic about a winter garden – I’d rather wait out the drought. Last Winter I had to water everything, and I still lost plants, so you know, I hate to make the emotional investment. But these little celery plants were so vibrant in that old pot, they would wilt every now and then, but a splash of water would bring them back singing, so I finally set them out in my lined wooden boxes a couple of weeks ago. They just wanted to live so bad. And yeah, I like celery – it’s a “Super Food”, full of vitamins and minerals, complex carbohydrates that don’t irritate my system, and it’s the King of Fiber.
These little celery plants look so delicate but are actually pretty tough.
You know that old saying – “the best laid plans of mice and moms…” I set my little plants out and I watered them and they seemed to be taking off well. Within a week the blue jays moved in to cause trouble – they just love that soft dirt to hide their nuts, those little bastards. I went out one morning to find they’d dug holes all over my celery bed. They didn’t seem to have upset any of the plants, just scooted the dirt around, so I raked it out again and put some water on it. They did it again, and I fixed it again, and the plants are actually growing.
When I was cleaning the beds I found some garlic from last year that had sprouted into new cloves, so I separated those and planted them in neat rows in the other half of the garden box.
If I can get the jays to leave these alone, I should get some Super Foods.
I don’t like to put a lot of effort into Winter gardening, and garlic is one of those things that doesn’t take much effort, just a clean bed and regular watering. The biggest trick is keeping the crab grass from getting it.
I know – celery and garlic are two of the cheapest vegetables at the store. It’s just this compulsion I have to garden, just for that confidence you get when you grow your own food.
Another plant I’ve learned to grow is aloe vera – I started with a couple of pots and now I have so many I can’t find room for all of them. Some of them are suffering
This aloe pot had become so crowded the plants were withering.
while others are growing big, fat leaves, which I pick every morning to get sap for my smoothie. I also rub the sap on my skin, and my psoriasis and eczema are on the run.
The other day I was cleaning an empty rental, and I stuck my hand way back in an old cabinet to wash it out. Suddenly I felt something ripping my fingers – my index and middle finger were slashed and bloody. It was a staple that had worked it’s way out of the wood, and it was sharp as heck. My husband reached in and fixed it, saying, “Don’t worry, those things are coated with zinc, that’s a clean wound.” I trust my husband on these matters, he’s had a million injuries like this, but it still hurt like the dickens. My fingers swelled up, throbbed all night, and the next day, I couldn’t do anything with that hand, it drove me nuts. But all day, I smeared aloe vera on it, the miracle cure – by the next day the middle finger was healing. The index finger has taken a little bit longer, but today it feels good again.
So I hoard my little army of aloe vera pots, giving one away once in a while to a true believer. I planted some in one of my box beds to see how they grow outside – I saw a picture of an aloe vera farm in Mexico, and I figured, what the heck. I’ll have to cover them from frost, they will probably not survive a real freeze, but let’s see what happens.
They look a little sad now, but I think it’s just the shock of transplanting. There’s already new growth.
Gardening gives a person Hope. Hope is essential to a person’s mental health. As Winter darkens the skies, we all fight with SAD – Seasonal Affective Disorder. It is natural to want to slow down when it’s cold and dark, but our modern lifestyles are contrary to Nature, so we have this conflict. It’s good to stay positive, have activities that help you look forward, don’t spend too much time dwelling over bad things – like Election 2016! Time to look forward, not backward. Get a project that will actually amount to something without draining too much of your energy.
And remember, always, la primavera esta a la vuelta a la esquina…Spring is right around the corner!
worldofjuanita 