Last year I grew feral cantaloupes that grew from buried kitchen mulch. Basically free cantaloupes ghetto style. I let them grow on the ground and I found some got infected with insects and other animals like chipmunks found free food.
This year I purposely planted seeds that were from a melon I bought (free), and I have feral ones growing from kitchen mulch that were a surprise, so now I’m a cantaloupe farmer.
Last years crop came from not so great yard soil. The melons that reached maturity were about the size of a softball. The only good thing was that the area got full sun, and know I never watered the plants.
So this year they are in my Calvin’s Mix of 50% cow manure, 50% peat moss for aeration and water retention. Also I suspect these seedlings will have a longer growing season.
Did some preliminary research on growing on a trellis. No hammocks needed, so less work. Growing vertically is more efficient too as well as neater.
Learned that when you pick up a fully ripe melon it kinda just falls off into your hand. No yanking required.
I bought 4 Roma tomato plants from our local nursery. They also has some odd cherry tomato plant they called Rapunzel because the fruit/vegetable grows in clusters like a hair extensions. Pretty much I want a less feral garden this year.
Today was like a hot humid summer day. Mucho glad I pulled Knotweed yesterday with cooler temps.
AJ gave me a steal deal on a bike for the granddaughter who only recently learned how to ride one. She got a Huffy as a Chrismas present, but it is just a basic bike that is a throwaway and future landfill. Anyways I talked with “Maggie” and perhaps saving $350.00 on a $500.00 bike is not a good reason to buy it because she is at an age where she would like to pick out her own bike.
Last time this happened Maggie bought a Trek that cost thousands because of online reviews, but soon discovered that even the smallest frame was actually too big for her. Then she had her bike crash.
Eventually Calvin, a man, found her a 10 inch Fat Chance Yo Betty. The reason why I mention that I’m a man is because women with PhD’s tend to be know it alls and don’t like listening to men, especially if his name is Calvin.
So pretty much an 11 year old knows more than a bike shop owner, a man, and Calvin, a man. What does a bike shop owner or a bike nerd know about bikes if they are men.
So anyways, another reason why men have shorter lifespans. Also know that men are very much in touch with their feelings, but smart rnough to know it is no sense to argue, and it is best just to suck it up and be quiet.
BTW the Trek will be gifted to Maggie’s daughter, the mom of the grandkids.
Oh-well…
Cal
