In case yesterday's written description of our spring things left something to be desired, consider a few pictures that might be worth a hundred words.
First, the four-fifths finished fence of Elk Cliff Farm. The plastic-covered pile contains the poplar rails we hope will disguise the 4x4 goat wire.
The prime purpose of the fence is to separate the garden beds from these guys. By the way, we're expecting a few dozen more in a month or so.
Before we go behind the new fence, here's a shot of what we call the "field garden," which is found in our field across the James River Road. I mowed it today and covered the southwest corner with black groundcloths and a green tarp to kill the Johnsongrass. I plan to rotate the cover across the garden, where I want to plant sweet corn, sorghum, and grain for the animals.
Now, through the new fence into the middle of the greenhouse, 6 varieties of lettuce in this bed are close to table-ready.
"Where is this bed?" asks Virginia, as if she doesn't know. She's always thinking of others. As I said, in the middle of the greenhouse. My tomato flats with no sprouts yet sit on the lowest shelf, while broccoli, cauliflower and cabbage seedlings stand above at attention, anxiously awaiting their march to the outdoor garden. The lettuces grow underneath these shelves.
Here's one of our winter wheat gardens, next year's flour.
More rows, garlic this time.
"Won't you please pick me this year?" A few of last year's onions inquire.
Lettuce grows in a cold frame.
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