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Post by wargarden2017 on Jan 20, 2021 11:10:16 GMT -5
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Post by binnylou on Jan 20, 2021 11:24:06 GMT -5
The character in the mask with a sprayer doesn’t really suggest organic practices.
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Post by gardendmpls on Jan 20, 2021 16:02:06 GMT -5
Some people have enough land to "choose good soil". Others have to make do with what they have and improve it with compost and raising or lowering the surface depending on drainage and drought.
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Post by wargarden2017 on Jan 20, 2021 19:03:01 GMT -5
binnylou , og magazine had only been around two years when this cartoon was published in 1944. you can judge things in the context that they were created in.
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Post by tom 🕊 on Jan 20, 2021 19:41:12 GMT -5
og magazine had only been around two years when this cartoon was published in 1944 In 1944, not that I remember it too well, people spoke without the euphemistic -cides. You poisoned. As a woman once said to me when I complained about insects in a cold frame, "You need to poison the hell out of it."
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Post by emmsmommy on Jan 21, 2021 21:02:19 GMT -5
I really enjoy these old articles as they give us a glimpse of what was commonplace at the time.
I was lucky to have grown up around my grandparents and great-grandparents. Unfortunately they did spray and use chemical fertilizers as that was the common practice at the time. I even remember an article in one of Granny’s old magazines where kerosene was used at a sort of insecticide. I don’t remember what exactly it was supposed to kill as she passed in 1992 and I’m sure that magazine is long gone. I’ve also witnessed the devastation that years of chemical fertilizers causes. The last few years my grandma had a garden were utter failures even though I dedicated a day a week to weeding and tending to it. Things just didn’t grow as good as they once did and grandma was hell-bent on using fertilizer. When she decided not to garden anymore, I took the old washtub she always grew lettuce in, filled it with good soil and planted a single tomato plant in it. That plant flourished and she kept a running total of how many tomatoes it produced that year (I think it was 52). The next year I took her some large flower pots, added a yellow tomato plant and a bell pepper plant and once again all of them flourished without chemical fertilizers. The following year she was diagnosed with cancer and my daughter and I moved in to care for her and expanded our garden to include pots of lettuce, peas and bush beans. Even though grandma had lost her ability to eat anything except what went into her feeding tube, she took great joy in going out and inspecting the garden every day.
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