A few days ago I was taking a walk around my neighbourhood in between writing scintillating blog posts and sanding my heel skin when I was stopped in my tracks by the most frightening noise I've ever heard outside of a 2 a.m. bar fight between 2 girls named "Britny".
I'm sure you're all familiar with the classic horror movie scream. Shrill, loud, high pitched. Often accompanied by jiggling boobs. Well that's the sound I heard. I'm not sure what you're supposed to do in a case like that because the sound itself is so frightening to everyone around it that you're kind of rendered useless. Like man nipples. Or the cap for a vodka bottle.
So I stood really still and tried to pinpoint where the screaming was coming from. And it was a never-ending scream might I add. Like one of those never-ending farts your husband thinks is so funny.
The source of the screams must have been close by because people were running in my direction. Straight at me as a matter of fact. If I didn't do something quick I was gonna be trampled by a mass of flip flop wearing, pruner wielding neighbours, some of whom I suspected wouldn't have particularly good aim judging by their weekly blue box contents and their funny wobble-run. Best to get out of the way before there was an accidental stabbing.
I quickly turned a corner and that's when I saw it. As I looked down to make sure I didn't trip, I saw the horror. It was my mouth. It was open. And it was SCREAMINGGGGGG. The scream was coming from ME.
Cut to 4.2 seconds later and I was covered in a writhing blob of neighbours each performing their own version of an emergency procedure. Someone was bashing at my chest, someone else screaming at me to count their fingers and another person was behind me giving me the sort of Heimlich maneuver normally reserved for things with tusks.
And that's the story about how I let all my neighbours know I'm upset it's almost fall. Guess I saw a leaf or something and went into some sort of P.T.S.D.
The horror. Fall.
The thought occurred to me for the first time when I went to visit my community garden last week. It seemed like for the longest time I was just standing up there waiting for stuff to grow. There was a lot of work and no rewards other than the quiet, the solitude, the range of birds, butterflies and the smell of freshly cut grass. And who needs that shit? Mama needs a new potato.
So I was in for quite a shock when I made my way up there and found a tomato patch that was so overflowing it had been pretty much decimated by raccoons, potato plants that were dying and an entire crop of squash that needed to be picked. Not to mention the carrots, cabbage, and candy. I did not grow candy. I needed another "C" sound to get more impact from my illiteration. Sorry 'bout that.
A lot of stuff needed to be harvested. Which means harvest season. Which is fall.
I had brought my camera up to take a picture of my watermelon. I have never brought my camera up to my BIG garden before because I want it to be a place for relaxing, forgetting about work and running through imaginary conversations with Idris Elba in my head. I'm always very witty and charming by the way.
But since I had my camera, and since the season is ending and since people have asked about it ... here are a few shots of my allotment.
Prepare to enter 20'x40' of weeds, vegetables, fun and food.
Mosey on up to the Triple A garden plot.
My ranch away from home that has no horses or cows, but does have manure.
The quinoa I started wayyy too late is small, but full of quinoa so I will be able to harvest some. Not a lot. But enough to make it worthwhile and fun.
Cherry Vanilla Quinoa.
This is the first year I've grown Thelma (Saunders) Sanders squash. I got the heirloom seeds for it from Tree & Twig.
It is BEAUTIFUL. They range in colour, but mine ended up being almost pure white with no blemishes or skin problems.
Until I have tasted the Thelma Sanders squash I can still safely say that the Kabocha squash is my all time favourite.
It's a dry, sweet squash which makes it perfect for cooking.
The Delicata squash, also known as the sweet potato squash.
Which is funny, because Thelma Sanders is also known as the sweet potato squash.
Delicata squash are delicious. Really delicious. I'll eat these first because they won't last as long in storage as the thicker skinned Kabocha, which I've had last for close to a year in storage!
My squash haul for 2014.
January King Cabbage.
My cutting bed.
Green beans.
French, Scarlett Runner, Lazy Housewife, Yardlong, Fringed.
Unripe watermelon.
Why is it picked?
Dunno. Ask the raccoons.
One of only two watermelons I have left after the raccoons got in.
I've since covered it with chicken wire in the hopes of preserving it until it's ripe.
Said the stupid girl who knew she wasn't really smarter than a raccoon.
You'll notice the scratch marks all over it.
One of three carrot beds. In behind are rutabagas that I planted July 1st.
Carrot.
(Idiot.)
The dying potato patch.
Which is fine. When the plants start to look all wilty and withered it's time to dig the potatoes.
Potato digging day is only surpassed in excitement by dumpster diving day.
A pea I have grown has never once made it into a pot. I eat them raw in the garden.
This is a good example of succession planting.
The red leaves to the back are beets.
The smaller green leaves directly in front of the red leaves are a second, later planting of beets.
And the feathery fronds right in front are carrots I planted a few weeks ago. No idea if they'll achieve maturity.
My guess is the female ones will and the male ones won't.
The foreground is my pepper patch. I've had years where my peppers grow 5 feet high.
Not so much this year.
The pepper plants are stocky but short.
They look completely void of peppers. Is that a real sentence? That doesn't feel like a real sentence.
But underneath there are tons of peppers.
I could either pick them green and give the flowers on top of the plant a chance to produce a second crop, or leave the peppers where they are, pinch off the flowers and let the peppers turn red. Which is what I'm going to do.
Dill. Which I'll be putting on my baked potato tonight.
Sweet potato crop!
3 different types.
Instead of starting onions myself which are a pain because you have to start them in like January or something ridiculous, I bought my onion sets from a hardware store. They're supposed to all be yellow onions.
And at least 4 or 5 of the hundreds of them are. The rest are white.
Red onions as started by a fellow gardener on the other hand .... are all red.
GIANT leeks.
I'm not saying it out loud again.
If you want to know what this flower is called click here. You'll understand why I won't say it when you do.
In with the Quinoa I'm also growing Amaranthus. I'm growing it for the flowers, but you can also eat the cooked Amaranthus grains.
I might give it a shot.
Dum, dum, dum, dummmmmm.
Brussels Sprouts
Now get outta my garden.
Sorry to be rude, but I have a lot to get done today not the least of which is drafting a stack of apology note to my neighbours.
Oh, it wasn't the screaming fit.
It was for screaming at their kids for using bad words. 5 year olds running around screaming the f word.
Fall.
Beautiful veggie garden and photo's. Gate? Not so much. I refuse to believe it's a Karen gate. Yep Refuse.
At first glance of today's post feed I thought Karen was featuring The French Revolution. At a glance - glance, mind you, the gate to the community garden looked like a guillotine! After reading and enjoying every bit of this community garden post, I then saw the comment referring to this particular gate in disparaging terms. Maria, this gate must be French colonial. It's not a look I go for myself, but Karen's garden community must like it.
No, no, no. It was in no way meant to be disparaging. For that impression I truly apologize. It's just that in my eyes, it just didn't have the creative, hands-on mark of a Karen original (after seeing the gate to her back yard). Perhaps I will refrain from commenting ::sigh::. Again, I apologize.
Maria, it is MY turn to apologize. Unfortunate choice of words in using the big word "disparaging." My failed attempt at being witty was meant to say that I think the gate is something Karen has no control over, as it is a community gate. Truly, I had no intention of dissing your comment. I should know better than to let the Queen of Wit (Karen, of course!) go to my head and try my hand before I've been fully schooled. Waiting for Karen's tutorial on How To Be Witty. Again, sorry. No hard feelings???
No hard feelings from the git go :)
Holy hell, lol. O.K. everybody calm down. 1) I didn't take offence to anything. :) 2) That *is* my gate and I built the fence and gate out of stuff I found up at the garden in about half a day. 3) I like my gate! 4) I ran out of time this year but will be cutting a big cleaver into the centre of the gate. Phew. As you were. ~ karen!
1) that's a good thing. 2) I knew the gate was to your garden area (from found stuff? Should have figured :) 3) I like it too, even better now that it's from found stuff! It works (except for racoons)? 4) Maybe the cleaver will work to scare away the racoons :).
Ok, going back to as I was :)
I'm in awe! It's incredible that from those tiny little seeds come all this food! Do you have a food bank or soup kitchen you can donate the excess to? I'm sure someone there'd take the brussel sprouts.
I hear Idris is a big fan of brussel sprouts.
Karen, do you use a cleaver to cut the squash, or just a huge carving knife?
I grew 3 kinds of tomatoes in big flower pots and they did really great..will do the same next year..also grew leaf lettuce in big pot..next year I will try peppers and maybe something else..I loved seeing your garden..Thanks for sharing..now if you could share some of those Delicata squash I would be oh so happy..Sorry about laughing at the cat throwing up on your head but..it is kinda amusing..to me that is..and those damn racoons will eat anything they can get their little paws on..I planted a big pot full of Dahila bulbs one day and the next morning the bulbs were all missing..they climbed up into the pot, dug them all up and ate them..Maybe I should beat them over the head with my COCKSCOMB..HAHAHA HAHAHA..my cat vomited on my head..HAHAHA..yeah..I'm having a good day here..
This your official warning: Charm shmarm. IDRIS IS MINE. Keep your imaginary up mitts off.
Great garden by the way.
Thanks! Idris and I go there all the time. :) ~ karen
I would love to blame raccoons for the damage to my tomatoes, but I have seen my own beloved dogs sneak dainty bites out of the ripest tomatoes on the vine. Curse them!
What a beautiful garden! And, to be honest, I'm glad fall is approaching. I'm looking forward to your Halloween decorating posts! Happy harvesting, it looks like you'll be stocked pretty well for winter.
Ok, so. I refuse to believe that the F time of year is here in any way. And denial is not the worst state to be in. Also, I love fresh tomatoes and squash and green beans and just about everything from a garden. I don't even mind planting and weeding and picking. But I hate all the washing and cutting. Any tips you can give in future posts about cutting delicious but rude things with thick skins, like squash, will be welcome. So, can we agree - no more of the F word.
Well right off the top of my head I can tell you that I never peel squash, lol. Whether I'm making soup, puree, or diced squash I almost always cut it in half, scoop out the seeds and roast it. ~ karen!
My mother grew boatloads of Celosia cristata which last nearly forever after picking them. Then you get another boatload of tiny black seeds to repeat the whole process. And here's a link if you want to try the other ones http://offalgood.com/2007/09/delicious-cocks-combs/, which you could, and you wouldn't have to go far to find some. ;)
Lovely garden!
The first hint of leaves turning sends me into a mental tailspin. I know that scream well.... will echo in my head till the first spring perennials sprout through the snow.
My garden was meh... battled groundhogs and squirrels (?!!) but have some watermelons ripening, pickles on the shelf, beans and tomato sauce in the freezer. FYI, (I'm sure you already know...) peppers blister and roast perfectly on the floor of the cob oven.
I too am still waiting for the report of the found seeds, the ones you tripped across just laying in the road after you came back from vacation....
Hi Danni - The Thailand seeds grew really well but none of them have flowered! :( There's still time for the fringed beans so I have my fingers crossed! ~ karen
Can't believe, after all the work that went into your front vegetable garden, that you have an ADDITIONAL garden that also yields a TON of edible stuff. I am so jealous. Everything looks wonderful - even the weeds look under control.
Do you ever have the need to purchase vegetables, or do your gardens supply everything you need?
Hi Joanne - In the summer I pretty much supply all the vegetables I need. When my lettuce starts to bolt, I need to buy lettuces but that's about it. And yesterday I had to buy 2 bell peppers because my pepper plants got maggots. :( ~ karen!
Am I the only person who snorted Diet Coke through their nose at the carrots comment? The female ones will mature; the male ones will take longer? HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH!!
Off to the gym. Let me know when the tutorial on your abs is posted.
I didn't know there were HIM and HER carrots, thanks for the info Karen.
Gorgeous!! Your garden has done so well. I need to move further south just for an increase in production. My garden has completely and utterly floundered this year. The CORN didn't even get to making ears - just tassels that happened to late in the season. Peppers quit the second they hit the soil. Brussel sprouts, which everyone says like cool weather also froze in time and have done absolutely nothing but stay the same size! Even my lovely and delicious delicate squash - it didn't even sprout!!!!! Ugh, I'm so whiny about this year. Boo hoo, woe is me!
BRUSSELS SPROUTS???? I alway wonder who is a pod person and who isn't! You can't be our Karen. Is it too late? Is she really just a bunch of deflated gush? Nice veggies, btw. Whomever you are!
I've never seen red blossoms on green beans - really pretty. I'm in Florida so maybe that is why. HOW did you manage to have so few holes in the brussels sprout leaves???? I also have a fantastic recipe for them that is loved by even those that don't really like them and requested at pot luck dinners. Will send. Next, I'm in complete envy of your beautiful dill. It is fantastic dried in a F--- arrangement, but most of all used in dill pickles. What I miss most in having a garden is making dill pickles and seeing those gorgeous bottles all lined up on the shelf. Finally, I found the secret to your beautiful garden and produce - magic coming from the gold flips you are wearing in the garden. Obviously you weren't working in them so they must be magic!
Wow! Beautiful garden and harvest! I too get a tad unruly when I hear the F word.
I would love to know how many hours you spend daily, weekly, monthly tending to your gardens. I have perennial gardens that I've grown and tended over the years that takes care of itself now mainly and a small veggie garden but I'm always thinking of expanding the veggies and wonder with a one year old and another on the way whether I should bother until they are older due to the time commitment. I would love an estimate on the time involved.
As always I really love reading your blog :)
Hi Mel - This major garden, (the 20' x 40') one takes a long time in the spring to prepare and plant. A few full days at least. Then tending to it isn't too bad. An hour or so 3 nights a week. ~ karen!
So beautiful and soooo funny!
Dammit. I'm not ready for the F-word! It's not time no, no, NO. And then right after its even worse the W-word :(