Herbs Are Aware It’s Spring

The oregano is growing like a monster in my side of the garden. I say my side, because we have a segregated planting area: Lady’s garden and the Man garden (jammed in by the street). Other wise known as the Marden. It mostly grows herbs and empty beer bottles. Which I hear the ladies love.

I forgo the traditional fertilizer mix. That’s old school thinking. I prefer instead a mix of organic compost, gun powder and Five Hour Energy drink.