Recently I was discussing my greenhouses with some non-gardening folk and it was brought to my attention that hoophouses (polytunnels, etc., i.e., what my greenhouses are) are…not pretty. “I don’t think we could have them in our neighborhood,” came the supposed-to-be-softening following statement.
I will here admit I was thrown by this comment. Word to the wise: do not EVER tell a mother that her baby is UGLY. She might just pop you one.
So, here I am, about to tell you more things that *I* can do out here in the country, where aesthetics obviously do not matter (!!). Most gardens aren’t as blessed as my (UGLY) country garden is with all its sun. Sun, sun I have, in spades. It’s not the best thing for tender things like lettuces and certain brassicas because sun (mostly just heat) causes them to toughen and bolt into seed. I do what I can to extend the lettuce season as far as I can, knowing I’m chasing a fleeting thing. I interplant, usually growing lettuce seedlings in between quicker, taller-growing things like fava beans and broccoli. And I seek the shade of the few tall perennial things located in the garden, like the lovage pictured above. This tall, now blooming plant is south of this lettuce bed. Aesthetically pleasing, no?
And note the ugly baby at the top right