Category Archives: Big Garden

Big Gardens at Farther Along Farm

If it ain’t broke, it ain’t ours

H/T Jeff Foxworthy Took me two decompressed sprayer passes through the clogged sprayer to figure out the mechanism by which the sprayer was getting clogged. An hour of my life. Several gallons of water. There were wrenches involved. And Q-tips. And needle-nosed pliers. But I finally figured it out, no thanks to the helpless folk

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Big Garden

As proprietor of Big Food, Big Garden, Big Life in rural Mississippi, I have entered the Big Garden phase of my Big Life. This morning it’s out to kill fire ants and spray Jordan’s blueberry & apple garden. As the kids used to say, TTYL!

Cuke Behemoths

No matter how diligent you are, there are just going to be cucumbers that escape your attention. You pick the ones which are 3-4″ long. You slice them into salads. You preserve them as Spicy Frozen Cucumbers, and then you you run across an 18″ behemoth. How did I miss this? Here on the Farm,

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God Delivers… and delivers…

When I say, “I pray to God,” I’m just talking to the Big Man in the Sky. I have no idea what algorithm he uses to decide when and where to dump water on Mississippi gardens. I can’t comprehend why for the last few weeks he’s been dumping water from the sky on gardens to

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In reply to Suek

First time for me, too. Tomatillos have been volunteering out here since the first time I purposefully planted them and we’ve always gotten a couple of good bowls of salsa out of them. This year’s crop was prolific in terms of quantity, but defective in quality. That’s sad because it’s always fun to pair a

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Gen. U. Ine.

I’ve been boticing that stupid auto-correct fails miserably along the dialect fringe. Gen-U-Ine (for you poor souls that don’t know this, I’m uttering the word, according to Webster, “genuine” as how it’s said, “Gen-U-Ine” by some people. Genuine. It’s a word.) ‘Nuff of that. This is a Genuinely Large Tomato. We’re right proud.  

Apparently, there’s a conspiracy to In Farm News…

This was Daughter C’s idea. We had, up in the workshop, a perfectly nice old enamel topped segment of kitchen cupboard that we brought with us from Cincinnati. It was in the basement in Cincy and we thought enough of it to tote it to Miss’ippi. Daughter C suggested that it might find purpose in

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A Gardening Post

I am over-run with books right now. And I have not, regrettably not, finished Spring Cleaning. That’s essential. That and the list for Daughter C. But Daughter C has caught the gardening bug. And so I am thinking about the garden, and trying to supplement Daughter C’s reading with some experience. Here we go. Miss

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