Author: Emily MySFG

How To Build Tomato Cages

After buying the supplies and building these myself, I have updated instructions on how to build tomato cages. The old way I suggested used zip ties, and required much less cutting. However, it required...

The weather is holding. . .

The weather is holding. . .

I’m happy to say that we’ve had no snow or hail! The weather swings from hot to cold, with crazy winds in between, but my garden is FINALLY growing. Here’s my full report: From...

Share Your Garden Plan

Share Your Garden Plan

To submit an article with your garden plan, please email me (emily@mysquarefootgarden.net) and include: First name (unless you wish to be anonymous) Location (city, state) Planting By Color group Short introductory paragraph Pictures of...

Updated–Raised Garden Bed Cost Comparison

Go here for the original post about buying vs. building cost comparison. For those of you who love Square Foot Gardening, or at least prefer to grow in raised garden beds, I have good...

Back in the Garden, again. . .

Back in the Garden, again. . .

I am tired, achy, and sneezing my head off. I have a little bit of a sunburn and sore muscles everywhere. But I’m so happy to be outside working in my garden.  I’m not...

Easy Garden Box–Review

I’m always on the lookout for places to buy raised garden beds (and square foot garden beds), and have I found a great option! This is called the Easy Garden Box and it is available...

The strike is over. . .

The strike is over. . .

In case you didn’t notice, I went on strike. You see, not a week went by without snow or hail. Seriously!?! I was so frustrated–how can I write about MY square foot garden when...

A few matters of business. . .

A few matters of business. . .

Complete this survey! I’ve had many requests from those of you living in HOT climates (like Florida, Texas, Arizona, Nevada, California) or whose frost dates don’t fit into my color groups. I’m working on...

All About Raspberries

All About Raspberries

I have not grown raspberries myself. My only experience hearkens back to my childhood when I was forced to pick them for what felt like hours on end, coming out scratched and tired. To...