Each year when we grow peas I push some stakes into the ground and add trellis netting. It never looks awesome. The peas usually do well until the sunny days kick in. At that point their pots dry out quickly and the peas suffer.
Attaching the trellis assembly to the salad table is an attempt to address those issues:
It’s the same Ultomato stakes and netting that was used last year. The netting just happened to almost perfectly wrap around the North and East sides of the newly seeded salad table. I used cable ties to attach the stakes to the table. Quick and easy.
It’s a sturdier build than just pushing the stakes into the ground. As an added bonus, the pea pots are spread around the shady sides of the salad table. They should be relatively protected from the sun, and therefore cooler.
Here’s the line of pots on the North side of the table:
Once they get a bit taller the plants will poke out above the salad table. That’s the theory anyway.
All in all, combining the trellis with the salad table makes for a cleaner and more compact solution, and the peas aren’t as crowded this year. Hopefully it works out great.
Two other thoughts:
We’re getting a lot of mileage out of the pea trellis. Here it is stuck into the soil at the edge of the walkway almost one year ago. After the peas were done we attached it to the lemon cucumber trellis for extra support.
The clamp light rig seems to keep the soil near the lights around 78F. No need for a heat mat. The other good thing is that the clamps can be attached to the top bar and pivoted to face downward. Lots of room for vertical growth:
No more posts about peas in the immediate future. Probably.
Finally, one inspiration for the title of this post — From the album More Songs About Buildings And Food; Talking Heads version of Take Me To The River:
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The baby seeds and the lighting rig fit nicely between the Kitchen Aid and the Cuisinart as well
After nine days, my peas have yet to sprout. I wonder if I keep my house too cold.
Or it’s demons. I’m betting it’s demons.
Or it’s the magic of the less-than-efficient lighting rig bleeding heat.