Benefits of Growing Herbs in Pots
Herb container gardens are popular for many reasons. Even if you have miles of property and gardens galore, it’s so convenient to be able to step out your door and pick a handful of fresh herbs from a beautiful container garden, any time of the day or night. Maintenance is also more convenient with containers, and there are fewer problems with weeds and critters getting into your crop.
You can grow almost any herb in a container, and most are very easy. However, herbs can have different water requirements, and some are more finicky than others, so be sure to put herbs with similar needs in the same pot.
Planning Your Herb Container
You can grow as many types of herbs in one container as you want, as long as you make sure that all the herbs in a single pot share the same sun, water, and soil preferences. For example, rosemary likes it hot and dry, while parsley needs steady moisture. Therefore, they don’t work well together in the same pot.
Don’t forget that herbs can also serve as decorative elements in any container garden, adding texture and scent when mixed with annuals or perennials. Again, just be sure to pair them with plants that have the same requirements for light and water.
Choosing a Container for Your Herbs
You can use almost anything for an herb container as long as it provides for good drainage. Most herbs don’t have large root systems, so you can get away with smaller containers. This is especially true of the herbs that don’t mind drying out between waterings. However, the smaller the container, the less soil there is, which means you have a smaller margin of error when it comes to watering.
Some herbs thrive in self-watering containers because they like a constant level of moisture. Plants such as chives, parsley, marjoram, and mint would be particularly good candidates for growing in self-watering pots. Other herbs, such as oregano, thyme, rosemary, and basil, prefer to dry out between watering so wouldn’t be good candidates for self-watering containers.
Planting and Caring for Your Herbs
Help your herbs thrive with the right soil, sun, and feeding. Use high-quality potting soil because most herbs need good drainage. Also, make sure that your container has drainage holes so you don’t drown your herbs.
Most herbs need full sun for at least six hours a day. That said, containers can really bake on a hot day, so if you live somewhere where temperatures soar, your herb containers may need to be shaded during the hottest part of the day.
Be careful not to over-fertilize your herbs. Most don’t like it and some herbs will simply die if they are fussed with and overfed. Some herbs such as thyme and oregano thrive on neglect and won’t be as tasty if they are given too much attention, water, or food.Continue to 5 of 5 below.
Harvesting Your Herbs
The rule of thumb for harvesting herbs is that the more you pick, the more you’ll get. Also, you want to pinch back most herbs to make them bushier and well-formed. But
Tansy is one of my favourite herbs, and was facsinated by it since I was a young girl. I think that was largely due to the fact that I associated it with Faeries after seeing the Tansy Fairy (pictured above) by Cicely Mary Barker.
This is a first of what I hope to be many posts profiling various herbs, focusing on lore, magical and medicinal properties, as well as other practical information.
Please keep in mind that this is for information only, and if you do decide to ingest any herbs for medical reasons, I highly suggest that you gather as much information as possible, and do so under the guidance of a qualified healer.
I have decided to lay this out in a way that it is hopefully easy to read. If there are any herbs that you would like me to profile in particular, please leave suggestions in the comments section, or email me.
Other Names: Bitter Buttons, FaeryButtons, Buttons.
Description: Tansy is a very attractive perennial with groupings of small yellow button-like flowers and feathery leaves, and it grows to about 2 to 3 feet tall. It is native to Europe, but has become naturalized very successfully to North America.
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Craft: Witchcraft, Wands and Wild Roses
I love wild roses. One seeded naturally in my back garden and grew along the fence between it and that of the house next door. It was a dog rose, the most abundant wild rose that grows in England.
It has simple, pale pink blooms with five petal as well as sharp thorns along the stems. Although all roses symbolise love, for me the dog rose also symbolises the wildness of nature, which can be both beautiful and cruel. I was pleased that a wild rose was thriving in my garden, I happily let it climb along the fence and I delighted in its brief flowering every summer.
But early this spring my neighbour cut it down. We had had an argument about the fence, which had been damaged in a storm, about who should fix it. After the argument my neighbour spent the day taking down the remaining panels and posts of the fence – and took a machete to my rose that was clinging to it. I didn’t say anything further to the
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Here’s a secret: I wear my father’s clothes every day. Not entire outfits, but a garment or two, always. I wear his striped t-shirts to bed at night, his vibrant dress socks under my boots. I’ve tailored his button-up shirts to fit me in the shoulders; I’ve removed a link or two from his bracelets. Yes, I am ashamed to admit, I have even worn his underwear. But that was only once, and, well, I happen to wear Calvin Klein briefs, too. I wear his jade pinky ring on my ring finger, and his army tag necklace never comes off my neck.
I thumb the words: MADDEN, JOHN L, #11500138, JEWISH.
Why the hell does it say Jewish? I asked my mother when she gave me this tag.
Because they had to know how to honor the dead, she replied, in case he died.
My father has been dead for one year five months and 12 days, as I write this. It was his lungs, not the army. I don’t have to check the calendar, or count, because my body knows. Each day, I think, I am not doing grief right. I am wading too slowly through this, or, at moments, too quickly, or not at all. My grief is selfish, my grief is smaller than other griefs, it is unjustified, my time for sadness is up; everybody dies, so it’s absurd to feel this bad, that my situation is unlike all others. Spoiler alert: That is grief talking, and none of this is true.
Every single day since November 2, 2015, I have asked myself that same question: How do I best honor the dead?
Because that army tag was incorrect. My father didn’t want a religious ceremony
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