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I have two plastic rotating compost bins that I constantly work and leave to compost longer than what I probably need to. My favorite bin catches all the essential “juices” in a container base that I then use to make compost tea. I have come to realize that extracting finished compost from any of these above-ground plastic bins is reserved for individuals with 3 (preferably more) tiny arms, no fear of roaches, and a high tolerance for coping with copious amounts of fruit flies. I have adorned my oldest gloves many times to basically hand-scoop out the damp gold from the bottom of my compost drums into my wheelbarrow, a lovely job. It might be just me, but my compost has never resembled the fluffy, dry stuff found in gardening magazines and on infomercials. It is still good, so good in fact I wash it down with a nice Chianti. (accompanied with the obligatory Lector noise)

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My large rotating bin and my smaller spinning drum complete with juice catcher base.

I use large amounts of used coffee grounds from a local east-side coffee shop which forms the base of my compost. I then add 4-5 months of organic kitchen waste and dried grasses etc. When it has sufficiently decomposed, I attempt to extract it from the bins. I then apply a good layer to the surface of the soil around the base of my plants, I do not dig it in.  It continues to decompose over the next 6 months and by then my 2nd compost bin is usually close to being ready.

“Sticking” on the subject of composting for a moment, I have a dark secret, one that involves multiple corpses of birds, frogs and the occasional fish.  It is 6 feet tall, 5 years old, and is full of clippings from my ornamental grasses and weeds…a general dumping ground. It smells like farmyard silage and a multitude of things live and hunt in it. . . . . but I have reason to believe something much “bigger” inhabits its’ core chamber. It is my “Wild Patch”, and recently it burp at me, or was that him? I intend to shred it all and compost once again.


Burp!


Who needs a sculpture or a focal point when you have this!
My larger grass and brush pile – complete with all the debris the recent storm brought down
from my Post Oak (luckily no main limbs came down).

Other notables right now:


Canna Bloom                                                                                   Caladium blood vessels
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First Dragons have arrived! and they are never camera shy.
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Asparagus Ferns in the Amphitheater

 

Stay Tuned for:

“Throw Another Saints Leaf on the Barbie Mate”


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I am convinced that I have the most depressed and unhealthy tomatoes in Austin, Texas right now , look at them, I can’t!


Potted and surrounded by straw to moderate container temperatures, I had high hopes this year! . . Whoops!

I hear them groaning as I inch past them on my way down the garden to feed my fish, and then they splutter and cough on my way back. I do not like to look at them, but their grotesque form somehow beckons me to sneak a sideways peek – arrgh – they should be in a side-show at the state fair….or, if they had tiny legs, climbing up the bell tower of Notredame. In all fairness it is me who “created” these edible monstrosities.  I now feel obliged to occasionally apply topical seaweed for medicinal purposes, to try to ease their insufferable pain.

It doesn’t seem to be helping.

What I really want to do is rip them from their pots and throw their own mealy fruit back at them, whilst laughing insanely – but that would be cruel. No, they will be out there moaning and sniffing until the very last fruit ripens and is picked by tiny hands, then it will be straight into the trash with them all.

I will try again next year, I always do.

This is how healthy they looked when they were growing only a few weeks earlier:


Everything was just fine for a while – good fruit set – healthy foliage, this was going to be my year.

I think the combination of early blight, poor selection, aliens and erratic moisture conditions formed the basis for this years hideous display. Next year I plan to spread the risk and purchase a whole variety of different cultivators to see which ones do best . . . suggestions welcome!

Growing well right now:


Palm Grass [Curculigo capitulata]

This Palm Grass is 3 to 4ft tall, leaves are six inches wide with parallel groves running the entire length of the leaf. The leaves of this grass are often used in flower arrangements. I cut off most of the seed heads when they form late Summer as this plant has an amazing propensity to self seed if this practice is not instigated.

Fantastic tropical form, mine get to 6ft in diameter by the end of the summer.

I would plant more if I had the space, this one is 3yrs old.


Swallowtail caterpillars on a line of fennel I always plant just for their own personal, annual banquet.

Swallowtail caterpillars eat plants in the Umbellifer family.  This includes parsley, dill, fennel, even carrots (the green tops).  Swallowtails have a ‘scent horn’ that sticks out of their head when disturbed, something I have always wanted myself after a good night out. The chrysalis will be either green or brown, depending on the conditions where it pupates. Big fat caterpillars, straight out of a story book, can you have too many?

Stay Tuned for:

“My Compost Pile Burped At Me”


All material © 2008 for eastsidepatch. Unauthorized
intergalactic reproduction strictly prohibited, and
punishable by late (and extremely unpleasant)
14th century planet Earth techniques.

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