September’s Warm Embrace

Goldenrod1By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather
And autumn’s best of cheer.
~Helen Hunt Jackson

If April is the cruelest month, as T.S.Eliot suggested, September may be the kindest.

And September in Kentucky means blue, blue skies and goldenrod. Chilly mornings and sunny afternoons. Gardens running amok, as the busy gardener (me) neglects the plot, too busy with young’uns starting school and all the myriad obligations the end of summer brings.

cornBut what a wonderful time to take a moment and breathe in the sweet September air. The tomatoes still taste of summer sun. And the cucumbers, still plentiful on the vines, smell green, green, green.

If there is ever a time to spend a lovely hour or two in the garden, this is it.

And we’re not the only ones taking advantage of good gardening weather. Bees are everywhere, kicking it into high gear as the slanting light of the September sun tells them to make haste. Buzz on, little bee, the frost may be here sooner than you know!Bee Coneflower

So September brings us much to do in the garden. Lots to harvest as everything gives one last mighty Huzzah! We’ll clean up a few veggie beds. Remove the tomato vines and other plants that have run their course. Pull up the faded, gangly petunias in pots. Plant some mums. Maybe a bed of lettuce or two. And spinach. And, if I hurry, perhaps carrots and Brussels sprouts and Swiss chard.

All months have those things that make them special, but September is pure magic. Take a moment to stand in the sun, spread your arms wide and soak it in.

What does September bring to you and your garden in your part of the world?

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Tips for Tastier Tomatoes

Black Krim slice

We have limited space in the suburban garden that is the Squirrels’ Nest so tomatoes are awarded prime real estate. Most every other plant is incidental, and subservient to the placement of the tomato plants.

“Watermelon this year?” Ms. Professor may ask. “Sorry, Sweetie, we need the space for the Old German variety I want to try this year.”

“Corn?”

“I’m sorry, my Darling, that takes up way too much space. My Granny told me you must plant at least four rows to get good pollination (Corn is a wind-pollianted plant) and we’re going to want that space for the Brandywines.”green tomato1

So, in reality, our “garden” is really, more or less, (okay, more) a tomato patch.

And we are okay with that. Because we love tomatoes. And I mean LOVE! There’s a reason the French refer to a tomato as the Pomme D’amour, or “Love Apple.”green tomato

And so, here’s our humble offering of tips for growing tomatoes.

1-Find a good spot. We’re lucky. We have a geat spot: southern exposure, good drainage, and easily accessible from the kitchen. And at least 6 hours of sunlight is a good rule of thumb. Of course, the problem comes when we must rotate crop varieties, to cut down on the number of tomato-attacking pathogens in any given plot of soil. We do the best we can by alternating containers and shifting the beds a bit, but we have yet to fully overcome this particular hurdle.

2-Grow your own seedlings. Although many good garden centers have interesting varieties thse days, the best bet is to get seeds and start your own plants. (If your family can grant you the forbearance to occupy most of the sunny windowsills and horizonatal surfaces in your home for a few weeks in the spring.) Cherokee Purple was a big hit this year as was the delicious Mr. Stripey and Black Krim. Brandywine is always a classic and you can’t beat that flavor!Tomato blossom

3-Don’t be afraid to bury the plant as deep as you can when transplanting. Any buried stem will form roots. Some like to bury the stem in a “trench” running horizontal under the ground to take advantage of the warmth of the spring sun to stimulate growth. We usually just dig a deep hole and plop ’em in. Oh, and get lots of good compost in there while digging that hole. And if your transplants have any blossoms, pinch them off in order to concentrate the plants energy on building a big, sturdy root system. As hard as it is to pinch away those future tomatoes, this will pay dividends when you have a big healthy plant covered in blossoms..and then tomatoes!

4-Make sure your soil is well-drained (and, again, augmented with plenty of compost.) We use several large containers and a raised bed for some of our plants, as well.

5-Mulching your tomatoes can help keep any soil-born disease or fungus from getting on the lower leaves of your plants. Plus it helps keep the soil from drying out too quickly.diseased leaf

6-If you see diseased leaves, remove them immediately (and don’t add to the compost pile). Be prepared to rip the poor little plant from the garden if it doesn’t show signs of recovering, Ruthless, I know, but better to remove one sick plant than infect the entire plot.

7-A temptation I struggle with every year is planting the tomatoes too close to each other. After a few months of tomato-less winter, I want as many tomato plants in our garden plot as possible. But be warned: Don’t crowd your plants. Good air circulation goes a long way to keeping disease down. Plus properly spaced plants are much easier to harvest.

Oh, and bonus tip: Fish fertilizer. Smells like the morning breath of the unholy undead, but the ‘mater’s love it! But use with caution. If you get it on you, you won’t be welcomed back into the house for many hours. Many, many hours.

Do you have any great tips for tomato growing? I’d love to hear ’em!

Tomato plate

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What Kind of Sandwich?!?

Peanut butter tomato toast

We’re in the heat of tomato harvesting. And eating.

BLTs, Caprese Salads, Fresh Salsa, Omelets, etc etc.

I’m not saying I’m tired of fresh homegrown tomatoes. I’m just saying I’m looking for a little variety…spice of life, and all that.

In the kitchen one evening this week, I remembered something my grandmother used to fix in the summer. Something off the beaten path. Something unexpected. Something…well, perhaps, a bit weird. Although, knowing Granny’s ability to improvise in the kitchen, I should hardly have been surprised.

The first time she asked me to try it, my 14-year-old brain thought-No way! Not that I was opposed to either main ingredient. I just never paired them up in my brain before.

But she rarely steered me wrong, in culinary matters or life in general. So I tried it. And liked it.

A peanut butter and tomato sandwich.

She made it open-faced with toasted white bread, spread with creamy peanut butter (although crunchy works, too, and adds some interesting texture.) A thick slice of beefsteak tomato dotted with coarse salt topped the peanut butter.

Sweet. Savory. Delicious.

Do you have a snack that’s decidedly weird yet oddly delicious? Something that others might turn up their nose at but tastes divine (or at least, spark those neurons in our brain that remind us of days gone by.) If so, do tell…I’d love to hear about it!

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And the Rain Rain Rain Came Down Down Down.

storm hills

July showed up wet and topical here in our part of the Ohio River Valley. Brief but angry thunderstorms. Long, gentle rains. Soakers and Sprinkles. Gully Washers and Frog Stranglers.

roses1And when it’s not raining, it may as well be, thanks to the humidity.

But the garden loves it. The tomato plants are taller than me. The cucumber vines are clambering up their supports like circus monkeys.

Tomato blossom

The weeds are thrilled, too. A perfectly weeded bed seems to snap back to primordial forest in 24 hours. When I accuse my kids of growing like weeds, this is what I’m talking about.

Now where is that garden hoe? It’s been at least 30 minutes since my last weeding.

How’s summer faring in your neck of the woods?

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We Are All Made of Stars

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Muse.”

Lavender with beeWhat greater muse than nature? What finer inspiration than the natural world?

I have to remind myself daily to take a few moments and consider all the purposeful little cogs of this wondrous universe, working together like the inner machinery of  some mighty clockwork creation where even something as simple as a grain of pollen serves a purpose.

Humbling and ennobling all at the same time.

And a reminder to myself that all my actions (and inactions) will, at least, have some small effect on something or someone somewhere.

Like all members of any ecosystem we are reliant, to some degree, on one another. An important consideration as we make our way through our daily routines.

As the poet says: Be humble for you are made of earth. Be noble for you are made of stars.

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Granny’s Bonnet and the Summer Solstice

Columbine pink

We’re currently being drenched under the watery weight of Tropical Depression Bill as he expends his energy over the Ohio River Valley. And although we’ve had our share of rain this week, all the denizens of the garden could use a good soaking as we lean into the the maw of Summer tomorrow, the Solstice, the longest day of the year.Columbine blue1

The Columbine (or Granny’s Bonnet or Aquilegia) will soon be finished, making way for more heat-loving flowers. But, my-oh-my, how their beauty graces us while they’re here.Columbine fuschiaThese little darlings do their level-best to inspire us with their soft beauty and delicate features. Walking among these graceful dancers reminds us that despite all the ugliness and mean-spiritedness in the world, there is loveliness and goodness and kindness, as well.

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Bees & the Future of It All

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Vivid.”

ThistleBeeThe vivid hues of this thistle let’s the honeybee know the kettle’s on.

When I was a boy growing up on a farm in the Ohio River Valley, going barefoot was the norm in the summertime. And so were bee stings. Not that I blame the bees.

If a dirty little foot landed on my back while I was slurping up some nectar, it might rub me the wrong way, too.

So I had a healthy respect for bees. At least the pointy end.

I enjoyed their honey, too.

And little did I know that those buzzy little busybodies were also responsible for quite a bit of work on our farm. Wind pollination only gets you so far.

Unfortunately, honeybees are in serious decline and that could prove disastrous for those of us who enjoy honey, gardening, and, oh yeah, eating food.

In an area of China, famous for its pears, the pear trees must be pollinated by hand, using paint brushes, because there’s no longer enough bees to get the job done. Find some stunning photos of that beautiful place here.

Oh, and here’s a good article on the Plight of the Honeybee.

So at the Squirrels’ Nest, we plant things that honeybees enjoy, like coneflowers and bee balm, and we don’t use pesticides (especially neonictinoids…that just sounds nasty.) We do what we can to keep honeybees alive and happy in our little corner of the ecosphere.

And I’m trying to convince Ms. Professor that a beehive or two might not be a bad idea.

What’s the bee situation in your neck of the woods? Do you do anything special to encourage bee populations where you live?

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Columbine (or Granny’s Bonnet) – Wordless Wednesday

Columbine

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Broken, but still beautiful.

“One of the first conditions of happiness is that the link between Man and Nature shall not be broken.” ~Leo Tolstoy

Broken Painted Daisy

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Broken.”

 

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Sharing the Garden-Passing Along Love & Blisters

planting peas1I often think about gardening with my mom and grandmother when I was young. Time has softened the experience now, but the (hard) time spent in the garden as a wayward youth was usually as punishment.

Failure to do chores? That’s 2 rows of green beans to pick. Sassing? Better get out the hoe and start hoeing. Blisters and sunburn and sore muscles were the comeuppance meted out to mischievous boys at our house.

My time in the garden wasn’t always as a result of misbehavior. I remember going out to pick tomatoes and Mom tucking the salt shaker and a knife into her apron pocket. We’d pluck huge, beautiful beefsteaks from the vine and Mom would peel back the skin from the top with the knife and sprinkle it with salt. We’d eat’ em like gigantic juicy apples, warmed by the summer sun.

Tomatoes When picking peas, two thirds went into the bucket, the remainder into our mouths.  Grandma would pull green onions from the ground, slice the root end off and pull off the outer layer before biting into one. But, of course, 10-year old boys want no part of raw onions.

Sometimes we’d even nibble on raw ears of corn, sweet as sugar. And if you’ve ever had sweet corn, freshly picked and thrust almost immediately in boiling water for a scant three minutes, than you’ve tasted heaven. Because the sugars in sweet corn start turning to starch the moment it’s picked, the shorter the time between picking and cooking, the more fantastic the treat.

I’m a suburbanite now, no longer with a 4-acre garden to plant and hoe and harvest. We make do with a few raised beds and a few extra vegetables tucked in among the flowers.

But we still want our kids to know what a tomato, fresh from the garden, tastes like. And asparagus. And sugar snap peas, which are our daughter’s favorite. If you want to taste any sugar snap peas from the few plants at our house, you’ll have to race her to them. Rare is the pea that survives the trip from the garden to the kitchen when she’s around.English Pea1

We’re thankful we get to share this experience with our kids. And perhaps instill a little wisdom and the desire to be good caretakers of this big ol’ spinning rock we all share. At the very least we’ll eat well.

Do you have nostalgic connections to your garden?

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