Planting fish in tomato plants

Have you ever tried planting fish in tomato plants for a real bonus of fertilizer? It really works, but my first experience was disastrous, to say the least.

We took our little son fishing on the banks of the River Missouri ol'. On occasion we have captured well Pike, trout, catfish and other fish desirable these shipments of families. However, catches all that afternoon totaled four cups and two large carp. CARP, captured by our four-years, seemed to him like whales. How do you explain to a small anglerfish that his capture was not taken in the House? Nor could we explain, so I went home, where he proudly showed them around the neighborhood.

Long before the boy was awake the next morning, I prepared for the fish from the garden fence. My old German neighbour, a gardener from ' way back, leaned through the gate. He advised me to hack them up and bury generous pieces in the bottom of the holes dug for tomato plants nicely that would give me. What I did.

We had threads from the archive for dinner that evening, that the little fellow said without a doubt.

Everything went well for a couple of days. The weather warmed up, so the second night I removed the newspaper covering the tomato plants. I thought that I could detect a bit of a smell of fish on the breeze. Oh welll

At dawn I awoke with a start to the most unearthly snarling, spitting and General caterwauling that I hope never hear. The noise would place such a screaming crescendo, then subside entirely only to rise to new heights.

Creeping to the window looked out on a really pathetic scene. My tomato plants are all beautiful, but they disappeared. The garden fence was taken over by cats. Big cats, little cats, fat cats, lean cats! All engaged in digging up fish, seafood or challenging in demonic yowls above a mouthful of choice.

I threw on my clothes and ventured out, just like my neighbor elderly inched the gate opened a chink large enough to let her dog in my garden plot. Cats flew in all directions. In a few seconds to last quite sailed over the fence. Laughed so hard I squeezed his tummy. Then he showed me how to plant a tomato.

Fish or not, he said, dig a hole at the circumference and the depth of a bucket of water. At the bottom, enter a handful of fertilizer (or a piece of fish). Mound of soil on it a cone-shaped hole at the center of the hole almost as high is deep. Set the plant on the cone and drape the roots in all directions. Hold with one hand while you fill in the rest of the soil, firming and carefully until nearly at ground level. Water and good and allow the water to soak away. Add more soil until there is only a slight depression around the plant. Cover the area with grass clippings or other litter and repair plant for a couple of days.

Buried at such a depth, the fish do not call all cats in the city. For the moment the roots reach that far, the fish is decomposed in a form ready for nourishment.