Few people knew which tasks Ken did and which I did. We formed a good team, and I guess to many people the pieces were seamless. Ken did the planting. He made the potting soil in fall, brought in enough to fill four or five fifty gallon plastic barrels, made the soil blocks, planted, watered and transplanted.
In Ken’s absence I found empty barrels – he hadn’t felt good enough to make the potting soil. So I have been sifting the soil he left from transplants that didn’t germinate or winter salad mix. I screen the soil
Here is what I will use to plant.
And here is what I have screened out as too large. I will probably uses in some other way.
I miss Ken, his expertise and amazing knowledge and intuition
