This year’s annual spring break camping trip was definitely the inspiration behind our first attempt to tame our land into cultivation. Waking up to this view outside our camper window for a week – rows and rows, hills and hills of strawberries – how could I not arrive back home with 60 strawberry starts? Yes, sixty.
While I have had fairly good luck with 2-3 strawberry plants in the past, all bets are off for a strawberry farmlet at our new coastal, fog-ridden, cliff face of a garden.
One thing I do remember is that unless you have oodles of time, energy or chemicals, you may as well prevent the slugs, snails, weeds and damp ground right from the start. So last weekend I picked the flattest, sunniest 10×10 area I could find and spent an entire weekend pulling out the crab grass (with a little help from my one big and two little guys). I know that this crab grass jungle and web of deep roots is the only thing preventing our land from being our neighbors new roof, but really, pick axing this stuff out is more like torture than gardening.
After laying down the fancy new weed matting Karl bought, we hauled a yard of new soil (aptly named “local hero”) up from the back of our truck, up the cliff face in little buckets and shimmied it into peaks and valleys. Another layer of weed matting, secured down by the last of our firewood (and our old Christmas tree), and we were ready to plant. Oh, and whip up a quick deer proof fence.
Fingers crossed for many strawberry daiquiris, smoothies and jam this fall.
How upset would you be if you typed “spring break strawberry daiquiris” into google and this post came up!? Ha, serves them right.


Having been here for several sunny winter months, I’ve had a lot of time to contemplate the new and improved Drinkable Garden. Procrastinate more like it. I’m not sure if I’m paralyzed by the vast opportunities an open patch of 25 x 100 ft grass offers or by the many practical constraints I keep discovering. Should I figure out the perfect plan for a perfect garden before I pick up the shovel… or should I just dig?
It’s now officially spring of Season 3 of the Drinkable Garden and we find ourselves in a new location with new soil, new climate, new ambitions and a blank slate. Oh, and a 32% incline! (Is it even possible to garden on a cliff face?)
And update number 2, yes, sadly it’s true…





































Oh my, heck of a title. Well “U Tube” videos are not the most exciting so I needed to beef up the title to try & get the word across as to what a great cocktail this truly is.

























































