Thursday, September 29, 2011

Production Commences

April/May 2011

IT'S ALIIIIIIVE......

Look at this! It's as bigger than my head

Well, our lettuce is anyway. Everything else is still recovering from transplant shock.

I would say lettuce is my favorite to grow. That might be because it's the only thing doing well right now, but also I love that I always can have a salad without worrying that it might have gotten old and slimy in my fridge drawer.

You know what? I'm hungry right now

Mmmm salad

June 2011

Ok, the lettuce has pooped out, but the tomatoes are now stealing the show.



We have 1 Big Boy, 1 Better Girl, and 3 'Sweet 100' cherry tomato plants, the latter of which are producing like crazy. David has no idea, because I go out there right after work and eat all I can and then bring the few leftovers into the house.



I won't forget my first taste of a home-grown tomato. I kind of expected any type of produce we grew in the garden to taste like rainbows. It should be beyond amazing, right?! Well, in most cases it just tastes like food. I've since learned that the main difference is in the nutrition it will have, based on your soil and fertilizer. But still.


David and I recently listened to an author speak about the mass-production of tomatoes on NPR the other day. He, like most non-industrialized foodies, was very passionate about his subject, going into long discourses about how most tomatoes are grown in sand in FL, which imparts absolutely no nutrition to the fruits. Furthermore, they are picked very green and then sprayed with ethylene to force them to turn red. He referred to the whole process as something like, 'the prostitution of the tomato', and then told us to only eat tomatoes produced in summer and fall. I snorted. I don't care where it came from, I am not having a tomato-less existence for 6 months out of the year.

Our first 'larger' tomato. I am choosing to ignore that is is freakishly small

But when I bit into that little sphere of deliciousness that spoke to me of days drenched in sunshine, I understood. It was full of flavor, both savory and slightly sweet, with a complexity I was not expecting. If you have a small plot of land that gets decent sun, stick a tomato plant in it. If you want to start from seed, you'll need to do it indoors and start in January. We were a little late because I had no idea, and so our production on the other two plants was kind of low. Once it gets stupid-hot the blooms no longer set and turn into tomatoes. We have several tomatoes that just stopped growing. The fruits have been tiny and on the vine for months with no progression.

Mid-June 2011


Berries! Our blackberry and raspberry bushes are hanging in there. I was told not to expect any fruit the first year as they are getting established, so I was pleasantly surprised to pick these little gems. I am not sure what is up with that midget strawberry, but it helped with the continuity of the picture.


Mmm, future raspberries. My plant is the 'everbearing' variety, which supposedly produced fruit for the entire growing season, instead of one giant harvest in June, like traditional raspberries. Gotta love genetic Frankensteins. Although it did attempt to make fruit over several months, I did notice that it was more productive in June.

July
I know jack about carrots. For some reason, I expected them to just put up a little sign when they were ready, saying, "Hey! We're ready to be picked now!" Not unlike the signs in Wily E Coyote cartoons.

That being said, I wandered over to their corner of the garden one day and thought, Huh, I wonder if these are rotting in the ground or something.

So I pulled a few up.

Looks like a carrot - they are a lot hairier than I was expecting.

I have plenty of memories picking carrots in my grandads garden, and they were always carrot-like and yummy. Ours kind of look like deformed Yeti fingers, and the taste is not what I remember either.
I think I need to read up on how to care for carrots next year, how to tell when to pick them and also not actively deform them. But that's for another post.

Late July/August

It is now stupid hot, and the garden is doing good not to be spontaneously combusting in this heat.

The tomatoes have entered some kind of stasis, strawberries are in hibernation, cucumbers are producing inedible plants, and the poblano plant gave up the ghost, which surprised me. I thought these things were supposed to love hot weather!?

BUT the vine-type plants are coming into their own.

After looking pitiful and doing absolutely nothing for months, our watermelons and cantaloupe have started growing like weeds and are taking over their beds. It used to look pretty stupid, one watermelon plant approx. 4 inches in diameter in a bed all by itself, but it has almost filled the whole bed up now.

7:45 am usually finds me in my nightgown crouching down between the vines with a paintbrush, trying to differentiate between the female and male flowers so I can pollinate them and hopefully end up with some fruit. This bout of weirdness finally paid off:

Baby Cantaloupe!

THE NEXT DAY: Holy crap, these things grow fast.

I love checking on this little guy - he grows so much each day it's fun to watch. Although, strangely, cantaloupes start out looking suspiciously like a watermelon! lots of people have been asking if we mixed up the seeds. Only time will tell!

So that's what's happening in the garden right now. We are basically just sitting back and seeing what happens, planning for next year when things like trellises become an obvious necessity to corral all the unruly vines spilling out of the beds and taking over our lawn.


Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Baby Plants



Late April 2011

Holy Crap! It's Happened! There are actually plants in the garden. I think David considers that everything is spaced too far apart, but I was pretty firm about it, and I waited until physical labor wore him out to the point where he was complacent. I did not read 20 seed packets and make notes and measurements and actually utilize graph paper for nothing, buster. We shall see how this all pans out.

Although I must admit, it looks pretty sparse at the moment.

Ta-da!

Sha-zam! Check out all that mulch. Something crazy like 15 huge bags of it. TIRED. AGAIN.

Bed #1 - this is probably our sunniest bed, so I planted (counter-clockwise) tomatoes, cantaloupe, watermelon, and our peppers - bell and poblano.

Butterfly garden! Pollinate my stuff, bugs. Get on it.

Bed #3: 4 (why did I do this?) different types of cucumbers on the end closest to us, different carrots and pole beans at the other end.


Bed #2: Starting on end closest to us and going clockwise: zucchini and squash, strawberry plants, blackberry, raspberry, and snap peas.

Bed #4: This one is kind of shady, so I'm not sure what we are going to do with it mid-summer. Right now since it's cool, it is full of different kinds of lettuce. Butterhead, gourmet greens mix, green loose leaf, and something else. Oh yeah! Two different types of spinach, one of which is not actually spinach, but will grow in warm weather. I completely forgot about them, because the spinach was a total fail. It wouldn't even germinate in our indoor grow area in most cases, and when we took the few that did outside, they did absolutely nothing. I am kind of baffled. I think we might have gotten a bad batch of seeds? So dissappointed.


David's herb bed. I stole a big spot for another raspberry bush, but there's also several kinds of mint, oregano, 4 types of basil, chives, lavender, sages, parsley, cilantro....David decked that business out. You can also see we finally replanted that rosemary bush I randomly put in the middle of the lawn when we moved in. It was right where the garden was going, so we had to move it.

David planted tulip bulbs on the end to cap it off and make it pretty, but those eventually got ripped up and we planted more herbs.  We are kind of over bulbs. We went absolutely insane and bought something like 100+ different bulbs in the fall of '10.  Costco is a dangerous place, people.

Naturally, we planted exactly 0 of them over the winter like you're supposed to, but since they were in the garage they were somehow still viable in the early spring when I finally actually put them in the ground. They spouted, were very pretty for a few weeks, then became ugly.  I'm not sure I can put up with ugly for 350 days just for 15 days of pretty.

So! Plants! Oh, how does our garden grow.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Houston, We Have Dirt. Lots of It.


Say hello to the most expensive pile of dirt I have ever had the joy of purchasing.

Granted, it is like the Rolls-Royce of dirt. It is specially formulated for vegetable plants, and has all sorts of stuff like compost, slate, decomposed granite, and some random clay pieces that smell like sewer. I don't know what they are, but apparently they are awesome.

Our backyard is not easily accessible, so things destined for that area usually spend some time in the driveway area of the house. Thank goodness our neighbor, Harold, is pretty laid-back about the fact we frequently destroy/dump things in the shared strip between our houses. I figure it is a fair trade-off, as I have to see him walk around his backyard with his shirt off on a regular basis.

We really need a taller fence.

This is my attempt at taking an artsy shot of me shoveling dirt that is apparently full of gold flakes. Sigh.

Ok, I want you to look carefully at the inside of each of the beds. WE DUG THEM OUT. We removed all the cruddy dirt at least a foot down in each of the beds. MORE DIGGING. ARRGGGG THE HORROR.

So, it was awful. Ahem. These plants had better grow like crazy.



So, lots of trips with the wheelbarrow to the front yard and back. After filling this one bed, I had to go to work, and David finished up. He came up with the great idea to use an old board we had in the garage as a ramp for the wheelbarrow so we didn't damage our beds. Of course this did not even occur to me, as I was too busy being proud of myself for using towels to lessen the damage. David is more intelligent than me. This is not news to anyone.


Here David's finishing up. As you can see, we've lined the bottom of the bed with newspapers to help with any weed seeds that might take a stab at life. Over time they will break down.

I would say this was the easiest part of the entire process. Of course, that might be because it was magically finished while I was at work.

We started running the hose on the beds trying to get them to compact some, because turns out we might have overestimated it a bit on the dirt. Whoops!


The bebes, tired after all his hard work

To finish it off, we spread cedar mulch on the ground between the beds and capped off the walkways with some fake stone pavers in an attempt to contain it. Several months later, and it is still working really well. We've had several hard rains, and all the cedar mulch has stayed in place. This might be because the garden was well-leveled, not that you will ever hear me say so in public.

Finished! Halleluiah!

Koa is worn out just watching us work.


What is this, you might say? Well, we had extra boards and dirt, so......herb garden. David is mainly the master of the herb garden, picking out the plants and tending them. I felt bad, because we have a short, empty bed next to our kitchen, and David wanted to build a narrow, tall, tiered garden which would have looked amazing, but I threw a fit because it did not get very much sun, and I wanted things to thrive so I can eat them on a regular basis. He gave in, and I felt bad for crushing his dreams.

But I really like it where it is now.