In my efforts to increase production and raise up my gardening surfaces, Straw Bale Gardening left over from last falls display will come in handy. to season the bales need to be watered, or seasoned and ours were under a lot of snow all winter, and it has now been raining for four days, I think they are ready. Rabbit manure is in good supply here thanks to Peter Rabbit, as is wonderful compost. I am planning to put zucchini seeds in there as well as some herbs. Here are the initial photos and the weekly progress photos of the rest of the Micro Urban Farm. the hardest part at this time of year is purchasing and moving bales.

I am going to put in the zucchini seeds and some of the herbs, since this is one of the sunniest spots in the garden.  I have read that watering very frequently is a key to success, so we will see if I can be disciplined in that once the rain stops.

Lots of rasperries have been transplanted and now to tackle the weeds in among the strawberries.  I have planted beets, swiss chard and lots more this week when the rain stops.  the asparagus has jumped ahead and the rhubarb looks like I will be able to make a rhubarb crisp for the last weekend of May.

 

This was one of the prettier plates at a dinner at Segovia here in Winnipeg.  Specializing in Tapas we had lots of wonderful little tasty plates.  This was by far the most beautiful, mostly because of the beautiful bowl that held the Elk Short Ribs.

This month is another month of throwing for the Summer and fall shows, so lots of bigger pieces, and thinking of wedding gifts and the like.  Hoping for lots of salad bowls, wine tumblers, platters for entertaining.  May is my last push before I am seriously turning back into a micro urban farmer.  The unloved and neglected looking yard is calling out to me each morning as I go to work and return.  Why don't you stay and tend to the weeds and quack grass, it seems to say.  The compost bin is quite scary at this moment, and will need to be reckoned with.  It's raining as I write, so at least that is less watering of the transplanted fruit trees.

Back to trimming tomorrow night, as soccer begins on Tuesday.  Sort of feeling like a hamster on one of those wheels. I am spinning, but not moving down the track.