“When one of my plants dies, I die a little inside, too.” ~Linda Solegato
A few months ago, the kids and I spent a lovely afternoon making origami newspaper pots for our strawberry seedlings. The idea is, when using newspaper, we can plant the seedlings directly into the soil without disturbing the roots and the pot will decompose naturally into the soil.
We filled the pots with a mix of fine worm castings and a premium packaged seed raising mix.
We placed the pots in supporting recycled milk containers, planted three packets off teeny-tiny, Jamie Durie* brand “fresca” strawberry seeds.
With only 25 seeds a packet, (and teeny tiny they are too) it occurred to me that I paid almost $10 for three packets of seeds that amounted to the seed yield of maybe one or two strawberries.
Ouch! Must research how to gather my own seeds.
Anyway, we watered the pricey little specimens in well using the mist setting on the hose and carefully placed them in the best spot in the greenhouse. We have been watering them faithfully these past 2 weeks and…… behold the result.
Nothing has grown!!!! We will persist in hope, but I’m not very optimistic. Twice I have been tempted to just toss the lot into the worm farm.
But then I remember the $10. A bit of a pricey meal for that lot.
Thankfully, last week at our local supermarket, somewhat wilted, but advanced strawberries were marked down and selling for a bargain $2 a pot. I bought 15. A little bit of worm wee has restored their pluck and they are now thriving nicely in my “berry lane” bed.
What have you tried to grow with no avail?
*Just for those of you who don’t live on our planet, Jamie Durie is a horticulturalist with some extra special talents. (google “manpower + Jamie Durie”) Apparently he was born in Manly, but I had read he also spent some time growing up in Tom Price, which is a mining town about 300km east of where I used to live in Karratha. See? We were practically neighbours.
Not surprisingly perhaps, the frescas ended up in the worm farm, where they gobbled up both the soil and newspaper.
Then, while weeding my path, I noticed it.
A lone strawberry plant, growing in probably the least hospitable part of my garden, between hot, trampled brick pavers.
It’s a little hard not to take it personally. Now it feels like they just refused to grow despite our best efforts.
Meanwhile my cheap rescued strawberries are throwing out fruit lots of fruit, thriving and beginning to shoot out runners. A happy strawberry ending after all!
I have since managed to grow strawberries from seed. I have grown a different alpine variety that requires cooler sowing period and over half of the seeds have germinated nicely. Faith restored!