If you'd like to plant roses or deciduous fruit trees, it's not too late. Baker Nursery at 40th St and Osborn has potted their bare-root plants. They still have a nice selection available. You need to be careful when planting though. Have your hole dug, about 1.5 to 2 times bigger than the pot that the plant comes in. This will loosen the dirt so the roots can easily grow into the soil. Then, you mix the soil that you took out of the hole with organic compost and mulch. I like to use a little bone meal some kelp meal. You put the soil back in the hole and leave just enough room to set the pot into. Use a utility knife to cut the bottom and side of the pot. Set the whole pot down in the hole and carefully slide the pot out while banking up the mixed soil around it. You are trying to get the pot out without disturbing the root ball too much! Make a well around the plant and fill with water, you want the water to reach the roots of the plant. Its nice to have two people tackling this job.
A couple of years ago we were members of the Scottsdale Rose Society, and although we are not members at this time, we were able to watch and learn from seasoned rosarians. If you are really interested in learning more, it might be worth your time to join one of the rose clubs around the valley. Contact info. for Scottsdale Rose Sociey, firstname.lastname@example.org or Mesa East Valley Rose Society
My husband and I have been gardening for many years, not so much for the food security, but for the beauty, satisfaction, and peace that gardening and growing things bring you. We started small, a couple of tomatoes, a few zucchini, and lots of flowers. It didn't really matter how much we harvested. We really didn't eat from our garden. We didn't know how. The lettuce was always a little bitter . The tomatoes always had holes in them and there was a Safeway just down the street. The important thing was that we were having fun. We loved working together with our children beside us. There is something comforting about watching your kids play in the dirt or happily run down the brick paths with nowhere to go. Our garden was the center of the earth ,we were firmly planted there and that was all that mattered. A couple of years ago, something important started to take place. A shift began to take shape, not only to us , but to our communities. The meaning of food began to change. Where the food came from, what was in it and how it nourishes us. Perhaps the connection between what we eat and how we feel finally began to set in. For us, it was time to get serious. It was time to eat from our garden.
" I am a mad gardener. I mutter and rant, and at night I shake dry seeds out of my unruly mane of hair. The garden is in my bones, in my gut, and in my hands. "
Wendy Johnson , Gardening at the Dragons Gate
Inch by inch, row by row Gonna make this garden grow Gonna mulch it deep and low Gonna make it furtile ground
Inch by inch, row by row Please bless these seeds I sow Please keep them safe below 'Till the rain comes tumbling down
Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones We are made of dreams and bones Need a place to call my own 'Cause the time is close at hand
Grain for grain, sun and rain Find my way in nature's chain Tune my body and my brain To the music of the land
Plant your rows straight and long Season them with prayer and song Mother Earth will make you strong If you give her love and care An old crow watches hungrily from his perch on younder tree In my garden I'm as free as that feathered bird up there