With the weather cooling down and fall setting in, I decided it was time to change out my planters and put in some mums. In anticipation of this transition, I was letting my sweet potato vines die back. I was … Continue reading
I went to up to Kentucky to visit the grandparents this week. And I FINALLY had a mess of beans to pick out of the garden! I headed over to Granny and Papa’s from Grandmother’s Thursday morning, and not long … Continue reading
I had another sweet potato that I neglected to cook in a timely manner. Having had such success with my first sweet potato experiment, I decided to give it another go. But this time, I tried planting the entire sweet potato instead of cutting it into sections.
This photo was taken one week after I buried the sweet potato.
I might venture to say that it’s taken root.
Here is my first sweet potato plant that is starting to look like a sheep dog. I’m afraid that I may go out onto my deck one day and the whole thing will be covered in a sweet potato vine carpet.
I still don’t have a rocking chair, so it really doesn’t matter if my plants take over.
I’ll probably decide on one right before it snows.
Y’all come back,
P.S. In looking at this photo for a minute here, I realized that the leaves are shaped differently on my two sweet potato vines. I suppose they are different varieties? Is one a yam and one a sweet potato?
What really is the difference in those two anyway?
Time to call Papa and get to the bottom of this.
P.P.S. I am curious to see if my new plant climbs the sticks.
P.P.P.S. Ok, I’m really done now.
My first year gardening with Papa has been a bittersweet one. I began the season excited about finding the Partridge head beans in the deep freeze and eager to learn from Papa. While I have learned a lot from Papa, … Continue reading
WordPress has some pretty spiffy features that allow you to track and analyze your wordpress.com site. You can see how many page views you’ve had that day and the past few weeks in bar chart format. You can see where your page has been viewed from across the globe. You can see which of your posts were viewed and how many times, which links people clicked on from your site and how people arrived at your site. You can see what you had for breakfast everyday for the past month, where all of your high school friends live and how many pairs of shoes you’ve owned over the course of your life.
Just kidding on that last bit.
There is really an incredible amount of data that could probably be analyzed to develop a complex strategy for getting more page views, but I just like to look at it and take it all in. After that, I don’t do a whole lot with it.
While I always check my page views when I sign in, I think my favorite feature to check out is the box of search engine terms.
Now, many of these make sense such as “old cookbooks” or “sister birthday” because I have dedicated entire posts to these topics. Others, not so much.
Here is a good sampling of search terms that have led people to the Sugarlump:
- Birdhouse in tree
- Cat shoes
- Fried chicken using Crisco all vegetable shortening
- Sweet potato experiment
- Scarlett’s birthday
- Planting pot with dirt
- My cat Gus
- Men who love flower gardens
- Love old cookbooks
- Sugar sayings
- Taller sister
- Dirt rocks
- Sugar and scared child
- Growing roman beans
- Drought sugar 2012
- Annie Ruby’s café tomato
- Strawberry one pot biscuit
- Infant possum
- My cheetah print chair
- Dramatic clouds
- Forced to wear aprons
- Two people tap dancing
- Qtip addiction
- Minnie mouse canopy bed
- Is Eugene a southern name
Although WordPress doesn’t calculate this statistic for me, I have taken it upon myself to do some extensive trigonometry and differential calculus to determine that in 35.87242% of these searches, the Sugarlump was a relevant result.
Obviously, the result was intriguing enough for 64.1276% to click on the Sugarlump even though I haven’t had anything to share about infant possums or Minnie mouse canopy beds.
I would like to thank all of the search algorithms out there for providing me a good laugh on a regular basis and for sending some completely unprepared, soon-to-be baffled souls to the Sugarlump.
Y’all come back,
P.S. Various versions of “eugene sugarlump” and “sugarlump eugene” are by far the most popular search terms. I don’t know what to make of this just yet. I’ll let you know after I do some more long division.
Hi there, I’m having trouble coming up with a nice, cohesive story to share today so I’m just going to offer a few photos, thoughts and comments that may or may not make any sense collectively and/or individually. It has … Continue reading
Here is the garden after weeks and weeks without rain. Amazingly, the beans are vining, however, they are not nearly as full as past years and have not produced many beans. Usually by this point in the season, the vines … Continue reading
It is HAWT in Nashville. And guess what? It’s supposed to get even hotter over the next few days. I believe I saw 108 on the forecast for Friday. And it’s only June. I’m so looking forward to August. Not. … Continue reading
Seeing as this is the first official day of Summer, I thought this might be a good time to report on the progress of my deck container garden.
I’m going to go ahead and declare the sweet potato experiment a success as the vines have overtaken their planter and look like they’re about to make a move on the peas.
This picture was taken 2 days before the group picture above. As you can see, there has been considerable growth even in that short time. This thing is a mutant.
My peas have yet to take off up the poles, but I am hopeful. I’m wondering if I need to thin these a bit. They’re looking a little bushy and misguided.
The parsley is suffocating the poor rosemary and the cilantro, which has already started to go to seed. Who knows a trick for keeping it from doing this? Every year, I cut it back thinking I am going to outsmart it, but it always gets me.
I believe it’s time to make some pesto.
Happy Summer, y’all!
While my container garden on my deck seems to be thriving, I miss my big ol’ flower garden at my parents’ house in Boston. To make matters worse, my dad sent me pictures (which I requested) of my old garden. … Continue reading