Gardening with children
Monday, April 30th, 2007
So you may think we are gluttons for punishment, but it seems entirely natural that children want to garden. Or at least pull up earthworms to relocate to the compost heap or go ‘YUK’ and ‘EARGH’ at earwigs scurrying around after their peace is shattered as the pebble they were resting under is suddenly displaced by inquisitive fingers.
Anyway. we have tried to do easy kids gardening before (sunflowers, radishes, that sort of thing) all with little success, and lots of lost interest after the shoots have not appeared in the first few hours. Partly this is because of lack of water, or too much water, in equal measures (with anything involving kids and water usually ending in some sort of disaster).
So this year we have implemented a simple raised bed arrangement, with the help of a sandpit kit, and a lot of well rotted compost. So far this has been supplemented with raddish, lettuce and possibly dwarf bean seeds, and liberal amounts of water. Well lots of water straight after they were all planted, but not much since. This was a few days ago and so far, I don’t think the seeds have been dug up for random progress checks, but I suspect we won’t know until they start to sprout. Will keep you updated on progress, but now that the kids are in bed, must go and apply water liberally, to give them at least a fighting chance.
About the end of last year, we were given a present of a small metal bucket, complete with a number of tulip bulbs, and a small bag of compost. I can’t now remember how many bulbs but it would have been eight or ten, certainly no more as the bucket was only of modest size.
At the moment, we have a couple of what must be self seeded bluebell plants gracing one of our borders. In fact, the particular border is one that we have never really tried to do anything with, as it has seemingly been used as a general stone depository in the past, a place where all previous inhabitants have dumped any and every stone and small rock they came across whilst gardening. As such is even more infertile than the rest of our generally stony back garden. In some ways this makes their appearance even more welcome and provides an, albeit small, impetus to think about what we might do with this edge of the garden.