Published: Friday, May 12, 2006, SEATTLE TIMES
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Plant Life - Take if Easy
There's pleasure in our garden work, if we think smart
and slow down
Valerie Easton
WHY DO MEN get the projects while women weed? Is it because
we're so practiced at laundry and cooking that our expertise at
the daily and the mundane just follows us right out the door? I
wish it wasn't so and I'm sure in some families it isn't but
most of the women I talk with are the ones who water the pots,
coil the hoses, pull the weeds and deadhead the roses.
OK, I'll admit that part of this is because our
husbands/partners/significant others somehow just don't seem to
see the hose trailing across the patio, the drooping flowers
thirsting for water or the horsetails waving their plumy heads.
But why don't they? Are we born with a special gene that reduces
our tolerance for disorder? Or are the guys just more clever
than we are, knowing full well that we'll capitulate to our need
for order, and tidy up . . . again.
Until we evolve past our need to take care of everything all
the time, here are a few maintenance tips to simplify the garden
routine:
Soaker hoses are a girl's best friend. Wind them
through borders, bury them in mulch, leave the end in an obvious
spot, and hook up a hose when the weather gets dry. This way you
don't have to deal with sprinklers, and water is delivered right
to the plant's roots where it's needed, rather than dissolving
in air or landing on foliage where moisture can cause disease
problems.
Mulch is a multitasker, especially if you use a
product with well-composted manure, such as Cedar Grove's
Booster Blend or Whitney Farms' Garden Mulch. Don't worry about
cleaning up every bit of messy debris left over from fall or
winter. When you spread a blanket of fluffy brown mulch it'll
cover up any number of sins (just be sure to pick up and destroy
any diseased leaves before putting down the mulch). The manure
feeds the plants, while the mulch improves the soil. It keeps
plant's roots cool, slows water evaporation and helps smother
the weeds.
Don't buy any garden boots you can't easily slip off
by pushing on them with your other foot. "It may seem a small
thing," says a gardening friend, "but I don't wear anything I
can't kick off." You just don't feel like bending over one more
time at the end of a long day of gardening, or when you run into
the house for a restorative cup of tea.
Cover up your clothes with an old pair of rubber
fisherman's overalls so you can work on your knees without
getting dirty or wet. Make sure they're a roomy size so you
don't even notice you're wearing them over sweats or jeans.
Tarps are your second-best friend. Keep large,
sturdy ones on hand, and chuck everything you pull or cut onto
them. This way you never have to go back and clean up after
yourself. Fold or roll up the tarp and drag it to the compost
pile or dump load.
Consider wisely before you buy any plant, because
you'll be taking care of it for years. Think dwarf, think
evergreen, and be realistic about plants that grow large or need
annual cutting back. And remember, if plants are so prolific or
fast growing that they need a prairie fire every year to look
their best, give them a pass.
Do yourself a favor and buy tools with rubber
handles. What a difference it makes not to grasp cold metal or
rough wood. If you choose ones with brightly colored grips,
they'll be easy to find when you leave them lying about, as
you're inevitably led from one task to another.
Never rush, and stop when you're tired. This is when
you make mistakes and/or hurt yourself. Despite the
repetitiveness of the tasks, there is pleasure to be found in
working the soil, feeling the sun and breeze. When you're hasty,
weary or distracted, you still have all the toil but none of the
joy. Slow down, find a rhythm to the work, and soak up the
living garden around you.
Valerie Easton is a Seattle freelance writer and
contributing editor for Horticulture magazine. Her e-mail
address is valeaston@comcast.net. Michelle Kumata is a Seattle
Times news artist.
Copyright 2006 The Seattle Times Company