It Used to Be the Children, Now It's the Garden
So when one of my long-time and closest friends invited me (let's just say it was a spontaneous plan) to take a road trip with her to North Carolina, my first thought was, "what will I do about the garden?" She was attending a two-day conference relating to her business, I was going along as a riding, site-seeing, let's-see-how-much-fun-we-can-fit-in-to-six-quick-days buddy.
These Are Serious Matters
Ever my encourager, turns out hubby didn't hesitate to cover for me if I wanted to get away with my friend for some fun and relaxation. He even cooperatively took the tour with me around the garden for the numerous instructions he was willing to abide while I would be gone.
Afterall, there are really important things to do like hand-watering when dry-this is a science (not everything each day), monitoring rainfall and the irrigation system, seek and destroy missions for evil grasshoppers before they eat every living thing in sight, babying just-planted pass-a-long cuttings and newly transplanted plumbago and penta plants, filling bird feeders/baths, then there's that morning walk-about to assess/recover the nightly damage from the Armadillo's rampages in my planting beds where they especially like to uproot/dig out my recently planted caladium bulbs, on top of all that there is the veggie garden that is struggling to hang on in the summer temps ... and on it goes with the endless and all-important check list.
You know I'm not kidding...
It was determined that nightly hubby and I would speak by phone to discuss which pots he was to water, when to pick the tomatoes, when to pick the beans and equally as important ... when not to.
Last Thursday morning my friend and I left for our initial destination in confidence all was well in the garden. Twelve hours later, with a couple of stops and ceaseless gabbing along the way, we arrived in Charlotte, North Carolina... well, technically it was Concord which is just north of Charlotte.
Every New Job has a Learning Curve ... Rescued by the Rain
For a couple of weeks it had been raining all around Hoe & Shovel but we had not been the recipients of any significant amounts of much needed precipitation. The weekend following our departure... Hoe & Shovel finally got some goodly amounts of rainfall. The heavenly soaking was a huge relief in terms of high-anxiety to get it right on hubby's garden tending chores.
Overall, I give him huge props for willingness, for effort, for remembering, for enduring the heat (somehow this can be done with no problem for golf but gardening is another story all together- but who's noticing?), for bravery in judging the ripeness of tomatoes AND... the inside of the house wasn't so shabby upon my return either.
How Do You Manage Your Garden When You're Away?
Once gone, I didn't think about my garden as much as I thought I might... which is the good thing about taking a break from the daily routine. I imagine every gardener to go through the same thoughts, the same concerns when leaving for vacations or out of town travel of any sort. When once we return it is easy to realize how much work is needed to catch up but for the most part all is fine without me for a little while at least.
It is a lot to think over when leaving what needs constant attention to thrive. Every climate is different and adds to the variables of the need for help while gone. If we weren't getting rain right now it is so hot day and night we could easily lose some plants while away.
What do you do about being away from your beloved plot of ground? Do you just let it be or do you find a garden-sitter?
My friend and I covered a good bit of road and experienced some fun times in our short six day trip. I'll share lots more in some later posts. Stay tuned for the visit to my friend's cousin's house on the marsh waters that lead to the Atlantic Ocean in Savannah, GA. They prepared a meal of fresh blue crabs pulled up out of the trap right from their dock. That was an extremely delicious outdoor experience.