JJJessee said:
I'm about ready to cry UNCLE on the rain and guess we'll be getting blackberry winter after all -High-Low for the weekend is 69 -39.
My clay is medium brown wet, but closer to gray when dry. I haven't done a stratification test but I don't think there is really much sand in it. It was in pasture but un-grazed a long time so it has a fairly good texture -for clay.
Some places we have red clay. but that's mostly sub-soil
I done cried UNCLE, cried GOD! prayed, etc. on the rain, Carl. Not gonna take a pic of the garden, yet: looks like rice paddy--glad I did raised beds and haven't went to west end to even look. FLOODED. You probably have a variation of Ultisols. "Gray when dry" as "kinda yellow-orange when dry." Mineral rich. But since mine is flooded between beds, except one, just red-orange, and about to freeze maybe? Jesus. But the nice thing is that with 14 hours of HARD HARD HARD rain, the basement didn't flood. Not much. And I maybe could go ice skating between beds over weekend, although east end "didn't understand my drainage flow"
in the garden and looks like a mater or two almost standing in water. Guess see if Actinovate/Biotamax really does work
My grandmother said that in 1925 there was a killing frost in May that went from TN, VA, to Southern GA. She was 10; she remembered it as the only time she saw her father cry. They were pretty hungry the following winter. Ya know, as bad as it is, at least we got grocery stores. Got my Pollyanna Cowgirl boots back on today. Hope we dodge the freezing bullet, my friend.
WalkGood said:
I hope you don’t get dat cold snap but when it comes to rain I’ve done called “Uncle” already. It’s raining more per day down here than typical rainy seasons give. My only saving grace is that most all my plants are in well drained large nursery pots. That said, I can tell by the leaves they don’t want mas agua :/
No mas agua Señor! I was praying last night--didn't get to sleep until 2am--worried about garden. I tried to set up a system where IF May 6th repeated itself, wouldn't happen again.
Mama had also bought her potting soil, so yesterday, since they were only calling for 30% chance rain (when will I learn?) I went over with amendments--none of which had sump-pump--potted up several Cayenne, Jals, one of yours for her, Ramon, because she just loves a good-tasting hab--several tomatoes in 15 gallon pots. I called my father around 5 pm, when I reasoned those things had enough rain--3 hours of hard rain, since I watered 'em in, like an idiot with Dyna-Gro Foliage Pro--
that, I might convince Mama to buy, but no way she's throwing down 50 bucks for gallon of Neptune's Harvest. I begged my dad to put them on front porch or get my brother, over there, to help him load them on cart into their garage. That didn't happen. Daddy forgot. Hmm. I've not called her yet this morning. I just potted them: NOT getting in the way of their argument. I always did as a kid and then they turned on
me. My mother feels ya, Ramon!!
If I have the heart, will take pics of garden later. Calling for more damn rain today + cold. Hmm. Hope yours stay as dry as possible, querido!
Devv said:
And I'm watering every day, crazy isn't it? I would love to see a tad of equilibrium in our weather...
Well, different zones are prone to different weathers, hon. But ours is not particularly known for flooding except in rare examples like the 1916? flood. I wasn't here for 2004 flooding. (My grandmother talked about 1916 as she heard it talked about.) Yeah, it's weird, Scott!
But worse, friends have called really upset this morning: they planted in rows rather than raising beds within gardens. To plant in a row after that May 6th flooding? Come on! Lightening can strike twice. Their plants are floating, uprooted. God bless 'em. I drove over to this old fellas house this morning soon as got up; 87 and still planting huge garden 2 acres: his corn was leaning, not looking too great because his low area is also east; he plants corn there.
A LOT of corn. BUT, he planted in raised beds this year within garden. I conned him into that, even though he's planted in rows all his life. I went down there with his son, other neighbors; we got those little shoots upright in muck, FWIW. (His potatoes are another story.) But living on a fixed income solely, he relies on that garden. Chicken coop another story in high winds but I'll let the men on that side town, where we used to live--the agricultural side of town is more neighborly--fix that. Here, they get "neighborly" come harvest.
Depends on cold next couple of nights whether have one left to harvest or not! Can do nothing so . . . again, may have heart to post pics later today--or may wait . . . possible frosts. I hope to Hades, THEY NOT RIGHT. Since 30 percent chance turned into 5 inches, they sure to shit missed that one! But, with all that said, I'm not grieving the deaths of my boys, which I well could be if I lived in Moore, OK. Peace, y'all!