Everything Grows

In 1964, our family moved to the Wenatchee Valley. My dad, Tony DeRooy, had just been hired as the first Landcape Supervisor at Rocky Reach Dam. Prior to that, he had worked for the Great Northern Railroad as the third of only three (ever) Superintendents of Parks. He had followed in the footsteps of my grandfather, Arie DeRooy, who had the position from 1934 until his death at Many Glacier Lodge on August 8, 1951. Growing plants, flowers and children was their life work. Anyone who knew these men, as well as the women who have stood faithfully by (thanks, Mom!) recognized their passion. This blog will be concerned mainly with dahlia and garden thoughts, but will also discuss things that are happening in the beautiful valleys, plains and mountains that we know as North Central Washington.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Soft Dirt that goes Crunch

We finally got it done! All the tubers are up, and the results seem to be better than we had anticipated. I met my sisters over at the Russell Street garden around 1:30 (the heat of the day!)and found that underneath the crunchy crust of the soil, many of the tubers appeared to be undamaged by the harshness of La Nina. Once we plunged our shovel blades deep into the soil within the radius of tuber growth, we were able to easily loosen the soil, identifying large and extended clumps of tubers. As we picked up the clumps, we found that some of the stems easily snapped off, causing a collective groan, but we kept the clumps anyway, on the chance that the tubers are still attached to the more submerged section of stem. We were quite a trio, bundled up in our winter gear, wearing mismatched pairs of gloves that quickly became muddy and cold. It took us about an hour to get everything up and loaded. These lovely little promises of life are now safely ensconced in my storage room, ready to be cleaned, divided, labeled and snuggled down into pine shavings for the long cold winter ahead. We are so happy to have them join the rest of the group!

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