Over tonkotsu ramen, Dwight and I compared notes about our day–he in the greenhouse, me in the classroom. I showed him photos of a sad-looking plant in the classroom. He suspected overwatering and advised deionized water would be better than tap. He also suggested the plant needed to climb and might benefit from fertilizer after its dormant period. I’d previously used Google Lens on the plant, and it had led to similar advice.
Category: City Gardening
Sunday Morning Ritual
As the sun was rising, the temperature outside was -1°F. On Sunday mornings, Dwight dons earbuds to listen to the BBC’s Gardeners’ Question Time while tending to his plants. Here, two rolling racks and a wheeled pallet look pretty good. The plants had better look good; otherwise, if pest management fails or they’re unhappy with the light levels, they’re out. Gardening can be a ruthless activity.
Where We Were at Sunset
Straddling today’s 4:32 pm sunset, in a former industrial building: Plantulary. A “word-list-dance-song-architecture made from observations, conversations, and relationships with each other and the plants that continue to teach us about what it means to be in relationship with the cycles of time, the processes of living and dying, and with this place that sustains us.”
The Irrigation Whisperer
I’ve been helping a neighbor set up an automated watering system to keep their plants alive while they’re away for three months. The control unit’s integrated rechargeable battery won’t last that long. Instead of continuous charging, I opted for this $8 smart plug, which arrived from Amazon today, to occasionally turn on to top up the battery.
Plant Gathering Place
Dwight has been wheeling plants to one end of our home for easy access to the watering system while we travel. Here, he’s created a room: on the left, the green wall has filled out well; to the right, plants mainly grown from cuttings, are thriving in maximum natural light. My role has been to… Continue reading Plant Gathering Place
Plant Parenthood
Dwight spent a good part of the day tending to houseplants. He prefers to water manually, but that is not an option when we travel. Some tasks fell on me, including creating a new watering zone for these plants, most of which have been nurtured from cuttings. The system has several power supplies, and one… Continue reading Plant Parenthood
Sixty Shades of Green
We’re saving this lone ripe tomato from our balcony plant for a ceremonial tasting at dinner. About sixty others are still green. We did this mostly for fun; we also have herbs in pots, which are far more practical all summer.
A Sense of Ownership
Cycled between two concrete planters near our home, as I often do. Presumably they’re placed here by the city to deter drivers from crossing this pedestrian bridge. Some neighbors have taken it upon themselves to keep them looking good with plants that change with the seasons. A couple weeks ago, someone tagged one of the… Continue reading A Sense of Ownership
Sunday Roast
Tonight: wild salmon from Alaska on a cedar plank on the barbecue. Snap peas and new potatoes from the local farmers market. Parsley to go with the potatoes, ultra-local, from our balcony.
Pampered Plants
School’s back next week, but today I played. Still, our Thursday tradition is to walk out for dinner, this time Zen Box Izakaya. Over dinner I learned about Dwight’s day lugging 200 foot hoses, watering hundreds of plants. Each plant has a color-coded label for watering instructions. Water comes in three flavors: city water at… Continue reading Pampered Plants