I was convinced that I'd never in my lifetime be able to get a good broccoli harvest in the south. Between waiting for the seedlings to grow and fretting that the weather was too warm, I always ended up with plenty of stalk, but no heads.
So I talked to my favorite gardening pal. He's been gardening in this area his whole life, which is, at my best guess, at least sixty years. And, no, I don't have the nerve to ask him to confirm that estimate for me. Please - my momma taught me better than that. When he heard how small my plants were (tiny) and how long they've been in the ground (months) he asked me what type of fertilizer I was using. I said, "None," and he rolled his eyes. Maybe that's my problem?
So I side-dressed some slow release fertilizer today. We'll see. Anything is better than nothing, right?
Yes, that is the broccoli plant in the center. I know, I know. After all that complaining about how small the plants are, now you think I'm a big fat liar. But folks, you can't eat those lucious green leaves. And the part you can eat, well, it looks like this.
Can't see it? Look closer. Yes, that quarter-sized cluster of green - that's it! Now can you see why I'm discouraged?
By the way - Curious about the grids? It's square foot gardening. Check it out here.
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