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Post by daylilydude on Jul 10, 2014 14:02:43 GMT -5
your very first garden and what you planted in it... Now I'm not talking about the garden where you helped mom and dad, I'm talking about "your" first garden and what you planted. Mine was a smallish garden about 10' x 10' and it was just a few tomatoes... hybrids of course, and corn, cabbage, lettuce was about all I planted in that very first one, but there have been many changes since then... lol! Let's see if you can remember yours and what you planted...
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Post by paulf on Jul 10, 2014 15:35:54 GMT -5
We were married exactly 43 years ago today in 1971. My first garden was the summer of 1972. In it were green beans, potatoes, broccoli, cauliflower and six tomato plants....all hybrids with the names big, better, boy and girl in the variety names. We may have tried peas but it was so long ago....all I know is there were NO ONIONS and ABSOLUTELY NO OKRA.
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Post by daylilydude on Jul 10, 2014 15:40:33 GMT -5
We were married exactly 43 years ago today in 1971. My first garden was the summer of 1972. In it were green beans, potatoes, broccoli, cauliflower and six tomato plants....all hybrids with the names big, better, boy and girl in the variety names. We may have tried peas but it was so long ago....all I know is there were NO ONIONS and ABSOLUTELY NO OKRA. Well... Happy Anniversary to you and the wife paulf , but just gotta ask... is there onions and okra now??
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Post by paulf on Jul 10, 2014 15:45:41 GMT -5
My wife insists on onions so we have a few, but still ABSOLUTELY NO OKRA OR BRUSSELS SPROUTS.
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Post by horsea on Jul 10, 2014 16:00:36 GMT -5
Paulf, congrats on staying married all those years! You and your wife are some kind of oddballs by todays standards.
You stated:
all hybrids with the names big, better, boy and girl in the variety names.
That is hilarious yet oh-so-true.
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Post by paulf on Jul 10, 2014 16:13:56 GMT -5
At the time, all my wife-to-be had friends who warned her to stay away from me because I was nothing but trouble and it would never last. I was probably trouble but after three great kids, all extra smart and good looking, and six beautiful and smart grandchildren, if we give it a couple more years maybe we can figure it will last.
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Post by elliemater on Jul 10, 2014 16:20:15 GMT -5
I'll grow your share of the loathsome okra my friend! I've got some coming on now that is a wicked red.
My first garden...rental back yard, which in total was about 14ftx20ft...the yard, not my garden. I planted zucchini against the fence. The plants grew HUGE but not a blossom did they make.
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Post by whistech on Jul 10, 2014 18:43:16 GMT -5
My first garden was in Abilene, Texas. The ground was red clay and I remember growing Improved Porter tomatoes. I probably grew some other things but the Porter tomatoes grew and grew and grew. I didn't know anything about tomato cages or staking back then so the tomatoes just spread along the ground. I gave away tomatoes until nobody wanted them anymore and the plants produced until a freeze killed them. For the next 4 years, volunteers came up and I never bought another tomato plant for that garden.
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Post by elliemater on Jul 10, 2014 20:02:44 GMT -5
My first garden was in Abilene, Texas. The ground was red clay and I remember growing Improved Porter tomatoes. I probably grew some other things but the Porter tomatoes grew and grew and grew. I didn't know anything about tomato cages or staking back then so the tomatoes just spread along the ground. I gave away tomatoes until nobody wanted them anymore and the plants produced until a freeze killed them. For the next 4 years, volunteers came up and I never bought another tomato plant for that garden. I am starting to think that I need to make friends with someone who has clay dirt...and a large truck.
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Post by ladymarmalade on Jul 10, 2014 20:45:53 GMT -5
My first real garden was a 3x8 foot bed that ran along a storage shed. It had four (nursery bought) tomato plants, a row of green beans, a row of broccoli, a row of lettuce, and I think a row of carrots. It was a dismal garden, and butting up against the shed I learned that I cannot reach to the back of 3 feet comfortably. The next year DH bumped the bed away from the shed and extended it to 10 feet. I met Baker Creek Seeds and ordered my first heirloom tomatoes- Dr. Wyche's Yellow, German Red Strawberry and Green Zebra. By the following year, I was the talk of the neighborhood as we expanded to three raised beds around that shed and filled them all.
Prior to that my "garden" consisted of a lone pot on a back porch stoop. One year I planted a cherry tomato in it, one year I planted a fennel bulb, and finally settled on chives that grew for me for several years.
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Post by bestofour on Jul 10, 2014 21:05:38 GMT -5
Congrats Paul
I was a city girl who married a country boy. For several years we helped his parents in their gigantic garden. It was a LOT of work so one year I said to my husband "why don't we plant our own little garden this year." Next thing I knew he had plowed up 2 acres and we planted it all. Tomatoes, green beans, okra, corn, cucumbers, squash.
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Post by stratcat on Jul 10, 2014 22:43:59 GMT -5
Well done, Paul. Congratulations! When I got my house in 1979, I had my first real garden. I planted a 6-pack of Big Boy tomatoes, some radishes for Dad, sweet corn, various mints, herbs, sunflowers and Sugar Snap peas. It was the peas first year of release and I grew them on trellis netting. After getting home late from playing in the band, I often went out and picked a couple peas. Mmh, great times! Probably some more foodstuffs. I also planted some marigolds, trilliums, mayapple and jack-in-the-pulpits. Drove 40 miles to my Grandmother's old house and dug mint growing in the yard for me and lilacs for my house and Mom and Dad's. Grandma had died in 1960. Dad's sister next door told the neighborhood that I was growing marihuana. They had to force me to go to her funeral. Her husband mowed my marigolds when I wasn't home.
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