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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MMQXY7fSp7ImA9WhRXFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769300778597314344</id><updated>2011-12-21T18:58:00.805-06:00</updated><title>Garden Girl</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Stephenie Daily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412689558186924274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlVXbXsc300/R-GNOfsY3pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/342QYTswpCM/S220/P1020761.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YFowV" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/yfowv" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>blogspot/YFowV</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4EQXs-fyp7ImA9WhRXFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769300778597314344.post-7327483748217188596</id><published>2011-12-21T16:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T16:35:00.557-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-21T16:35:00.557-06:00</app:edited><title>Make Your Own Garden Journal</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/feeds/7327483748217188596/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/2011/12/make-your-own-garden-journal.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default/7327483748217188596?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default/7327483748217188596?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YFowV/~3/vO43JIQAHSs/make-your-own-garden-journal.html" title="Make Your Own Garden Journal" /><author><name>Stephenie Daily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412689558186924274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlVXbXsc300/R-GNOfsY3pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/342QYTswpCM/S220/P1020761.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yOH8-j_3T5g/Tu_HcRQ4V8I/AAAAAAAAAjE/HRfIzs21zgs/s72-c/DSCF2783.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">In addition to gardening, one of my hobbies is card making. I know, it’s all the fad right now. You can find one hundred and one (thousand!) blogs on card making. I know this because I follow at least five of them. And my aunt who got me into this follows another 25 or so. Seriously. 


Well, I received my first seed catalogs of 2012 on December 7. Thank you Baker Creek Heirloom Seed and Southern
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I have great guilt over my garden this year. In some ways, it was the best garden yet. But then, I suspect that every gardening year is a little better than the last. In other ways though, it was my worst garden. 

I say this because while it produced more and had a variety of things to offer, most of them were store bought. 


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This last spring, I'd bought a six pack of assorted peppers from Home Depot. When they finally started to produce peppers, two of the plants put out what looked like bell peppers.

"Cool!" I thought. I love bell peppers. But the plant produced about twenty of them and 
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It's such a joy to walk outside and pick your ingredients for dinner. There is an immense feeling of pleasure and fulfillment to know that I'm eating what my hard work created. 

The lettuce was planted about 3 weeks ago. We've had 
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The temperatures have been quite cool for August and September isn't looking much warmer. As a result my potato plants started to brown and wilt. 

The hubby and I were looking at them today. 

"Do you think we can dig them up soon?" he asked? 

"I don't think there is any potatoes in there." I tend toward pessimism anyways, but I'd dug down a little the other day and didn't see any. I 
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Anyway, I ended up building a tee-pee type structure as this was the easiest to construct with the materials I had on hand. It worked spectacularly! We got many, many tiny 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bNUo4KpkrN4tiaRQlG62BDJz58s/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bNUo4KpkrN4tiaRQlG62BDJz58s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YFowV/~4/AqrwF7S87ag" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/2011/08/strawberry-protection.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ECRn4-fCp7ImA9WhdRFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769300778597314344.post-8671344692163140674</id><published>2011-08-06T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T23:01:07.054-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-06T23:01:07.054-05:00</app:edited><title>Gardening on the Run Continues</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/feeds/8671344692163140674/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/2011/08/gardening-on-run-continues.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default/8671344692163140674?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default/8671344692163140674?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YFowV/~3/p9wtUe1-1D8/gardening-on-run-continues.html" title="Gardening on the Run Continues" /><author><name>Stephenie Daily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412689558186924274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlVXbXsc300/R-GNOfsY3pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/342QYTswpCM/S220/P1020761.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGAnhMK06Dk/Tj4Ms8Z7tlI/AAAAAAAAAiE/wgoeU-y-Ep0/s72-c/P1090257.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I've been continuing to "garden on the run". I fill my milk jugs at night in the bath-tub, get up at 5:30 in the morning, throw on some shorts and water the garden before getting ready for work. That's about all I have the time or inclination for considering the nasty weather! I HATE HUMIDITY!!!

Needless to say, the weeds are running amok. Amok! Amok! Amok!Amok! But, the tomatoes are apparently 
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We planted the seed potatoes in a storage tote. It's not a huge one, but I thought it would be the equivalent in height to 1/2 a garbage can. 

Why a garbage can? I'd read somewhere to cut a 64 gallon can in half and use it as a planter. We have city issued trash containers. I'm pretty sure
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DopI8PFhyY-y5DFCTSr8-Y9Y0gA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DopI8PFhyY-y5DFCTSr8-Y9Y0gA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YFowV/~4/NVnSnF7GdQQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/2011/07/destruction.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8GRnk6eSp7ImA9WhZaFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769300778597314344.post-3982344736780243137</id><published>2011-07-01T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T18:43:47.711-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-01T18:43:47.711-05:00</app:edited><title>Thieves and Butterflies</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/feeds/3982344736780243137/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/2011/07/thieves-and-butterflies.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default/3982344736780243137?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default/3982344736780243137?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YFowV/~3/VV3y9zlHWhw/thieves-and-butterflies.html" title="Thieves and Butterflies" /><author><name>Stephenie Daily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412689558186924274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlVXbXsc300/R-GNOfsY3pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/342QYTswpCM/S220/P1020761.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CQeu1BhgpX4/Tg5XtZCdIMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/bu_btpeVqv4/s72-c/P1090095.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">This is what happens when you put together an adjustable bird feeder and don't think things through. 

I briefly considered leaving it and letting him have the sunflower seeds, but then I realized that is one FAT squirrel and he doesn't need another human feeding him. What he needs is to have to work a little for his food. So I readjusted things and now I actually get birds on my feeder. The tiny
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Because containers dry out so fast (like every single day) it takes a lot of water to keep your plants alive (like every single day!).  Last night I used 17 gallons of water to water my plants. I know it was this much because I save milk jugs during the summer and refill them as I use them. And last night 
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The offense? Stolen strawberries. 


Yesterday, on this plant...

were many (at least 5) nearly ripe alpine strawberries. Tonight, there were none. I can not stand by and allow this offense to take place. Alpine strawberries, 
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Last year I surpassed my own expectations by attracting countless bumblebees. I do love a fat little bumblebee. But this year, I also wanted to attract butterflies, so I added plants butterflies love to my garden.

Because I'm always working, and don't have the time spend sitting in the early morning garden, I haven't seen much
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sUfusgXRWOiGvQwIi-tIo6xMJf0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sUfusgXRWOiGvQwIi-tIo6xMJf0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YFowV/~4/ghhWoxeT6RQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/2011/06/butterfly-success-story.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEBQH4-eCp7ImA9WhZUEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769300778597314344.post-5303808554744519490</id><published>2011-06-04T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:10:51.050-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-04T19:10:51.050-05:00</app:edited><title>This Would Have Been a Good Year...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/feeds/5303808554744519490/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-would-have-been-good-year.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default/5303808554744519490?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default/5303808554744519490?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YFowV/~3/QTEDkhLYLqE/this-would-have-been-good-year.html" title="This Would Have Been a Good Year..." /><author><name>Stephenie Daily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412689558186924274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlVXbXsc300/R-GNOfsY3pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/342QYTswpCM/S220/P1020761.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iKrvYoHmn5o/TerIpMq0UVI/AAAAAAAAAgI/L6R7NVefvAs/s72-c/P1090037.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I am a mushroom fanatic. I've always wanted to try growing mushrooms, and while my basement probably has ideal conditions, the spiders and I have worked out an agreement. They get the basement, I get the rest of the house. 

But in general, when you think of mushroom growing states, Illinois does not immediately spring to mind. Places like Oregon and Washington, perhaps anywhere in the south. You
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Anyway, I went to a family reunion in southwest Missouri. My parents live about an hour east of poor Joplin, but despite all the horrible weather leading up to that weekend, Saturday and Sunday were beautiful. 
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Yes, I said a drill. I got mine for $7 at a thrift store. I was very lucky. The drill bits cost more and I bought those on clearance. But even if I'd had to pay $50 for it (I don't know what new drills go for, but I do know you can buy used tools at pawn shops
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Ta-Da! It should be much bigger because it survived last summer and was outside all summer long. But, at the end of the summer last year, I found a gigantic green grasshopper perched in the pot, gnawing through it's stalk. I was devastated, but I refused to throw it away figuring that the roots were still good. And sure 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iiwUstoa7yEOaXwGfBFbBpJs4mQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iiwUstoa7yEOaXwGfBFbBpJs4mQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/YFowV/~4/Cof0lXUDVsY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/2011/05/busy-bee.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08DSXk6eyp7ImA9WhZQGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2769300778597314344.post-129069381771376775</id><published>2011-04-28T06:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T06:24:38.713-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-28T06:24:38.713-05:00</app:edited><title>My Sworn Enemy</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/feeds/129069381771376775/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://gardengirl31.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-sworn-enemy.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default/129069381771376775?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2769300778597314344/posts/default/129069381771376775?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/YFowV/~3/3FxJzbiwOxw/my-sworn-enemy.html" title="My Sworn Enemy" /><author><name>Stephenie Daily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412689558186924274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlVXbXsc300/R-GNOfsY3pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/342QYTswpCM/S220/P1020761.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5A2skv4EUM/TblMAD9RyVI/AAAAAAAAAes/A_ftDOra00Y/s72-c/Maple-seed.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I know in the past, I have claimed that my sworn enemy is B-squirrel. And please don't misunderstand me. He and his progeny are still a major annoyance in my life. But, if I were being one hundred percent honest with you, I'd have to say that my REAL sworn enemy is the whirly-gig. 

What's a whirly gig? Their those seed pods that fall over abundently from Maple and Oak trees. 



They are the 
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As for nurturing seedlings though, I have to give it to the mass marketers. My store bought seed tray has been about 60% successful. I have one corner that all my Lobelia transplants keep dying in. But otherwise, the majority of my Lobelia's are still alive and the ones in the middle are really coming 
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Yes, this is actually one of the ones I started back in January or February or whenever it was. Two survived and are thriving. There's another pot, or there was, of 5 gangly ones. They need to be transplanted if their still alive. At any rate, two are alive and thriving in it's yogurt cup. It's probably about time to let my
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Here in the Midwest, all plans have been put on hold for the great outdoors. It's rainy and cold. In fact, I'm considering pulling my Christmas decorations back out because it feels like fall out there. 

I know, I know. April showers blah blah blah. But seriously, if it's going to rain, could it not snow as well? I drove my 35 miles north to 
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In the meantime,
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