Our sweet basil seeds took off. I pruned them dilligently and let them get bushy, I transplanted some that came up from last year where they didn't belong and they just grow and grow and grow. I haven't dealt with basil a lot and its been fun to make fresh pesto and bruchetta.
Now we are experimenting with various ways to dry the basil and freeze pesto. The above picture is only one of about four batches of the equivalent size since we began to harvest. In the back of the photo is a cool dark basil and recently I just found a couple plants that are lemon basil. Oh yeah, here's some updated photos of the herb/flower garden - its coming along nicely...
Zinnias and bottom picture is a huge fennel plant and big oregano and time plants...
We are looking to explore what it takes to manage new and existing small businesses in East Tennesse. We have learned a lot from other people's blogs and start this one with the intention of (hopefully!) helping others. We'll give updates on our wedding business, organic farm, cabin rentals and small bakery all nestled along the foothills of the great Smoky Mountains. We'll try to have some fun too...
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
The Day the Tiller Won - Greeneville, TN Organic Farm
I'm from the flatlands and don't have a ton of gardening experience - probably more from books than practice - so my first experience with a tiller was a memorable one....
As you can see we are using a pretty standard tiller - you know, the kind I've seen sweet old ladies using in their beautiful garden patch with no weeds unlike the garden above. I cranked the tiller up and when I set it down on the hard clay it shot off pulling me behind it. I held on for dear life to slow it down and actually til the land (and weeds). After three rows I was completely exhausted.
I called up my co-worker Debra - she's also a local. She came out to the garden and I asked "Am I doing this right?" I cranked it up and showed her a row. "Yes" was the deadpan reply as I dripped sweat and breathed hard. "Are you sure?" "Yes, I told you it would work you hard" she said. I thought maybe it would be easier to pull the weeds by hand!
Well, I've used the machine a few more times since then and had much better success even though it still works me hard. Seems that first time no one told me that if it hadn't rained in three weeks the clay may not be receptive to the tiller. And no one told me to maybe water some the night or morning before I planned on using it. Debra still gets a big ol' laugh out of me calling her to see if I was using it right.
As you can see we are using a pretty standard tiller - you know, the kind I've seen sweet old ladies using in their beautiful garden patch with no weeds unlike the garden above. I cranked the tiller up and when I set it down on the hard clay it shot off pulling me behind it. I held on for dear life to slow it down and actually til the land (and weeds). After three rows I was completely exhausted.
I called up my co-worker Debra - she's also a local. She came out to the garden and I asked "Am I doing this right?" I cranked it up and showed her a row. "Yes" was the deadpan reply as I dripped sweat and breathed hard. "Are you sure?" "Yes, I told you it would work you hard" she said. I thought maybe it would be easier to pull the weeds by hand!
Well, I've used the machine a few more times since then and had much better success even though it still works me hard. Seems that first time no one told me that if it hadn't rained in three weeks the clay may not be receptive to the tiller. And no one told me to maybe water some the night or morning before I planned on using it. Debra still gets a big ol' laugh out of me calling her to see if I was using it right.
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