"Saved" from Irene...

Today's cucumbers, green tomatoes, onions, potatoes...

My storm preparations....digging up all the yukon gold potatoes from the community garden (about 10 mins before the rain started), then pulling all the tomatoes that even had a hint of red...they will ripen on the window sill - I didn't want any of it to get blown on the ground or rot - or split - sometimes tomatoes get so filled with water that they split.    So now....I'm ready.  Sounds like tomorrow will be a good day to cook.

Garden journal:  only about 3-4 lbs. of potatoes from community garden - and I'm pretty sure I planted 2 lbs. of seed potato.  (I'll have to check my invoice), but in general, kind of a disappointing yield.   On the other hand, I barely watered them, and only weeded occasionally, and the plot was shady and had tree roots...but still, I have had much, much, much better luck growing these suckers in containers...

around 10 lbs. "red thumb" fingerling potatoes grown in buckets and bags in the backyard.   See how long these babies last!

Harvest Season

Harvest, 8/26

So....I haven't posted in a little while - BECAUSE I'VE BEEN GARDENING MY TAIL OFF!    And I've even got some other people involved in my capers (ie, fermenting...the final (?) frontier).   More on that later....

So....what happens in the garden (even a postcard-sized urban garden) in August to keep a girl too busy to blog?   Everything. 

Keeping the Harvest.....

So it's been far too long since my last blog post, but now, the day before Thanksgiving, I finally have a little time on my hands.

The garden has been put to bed, almost.   Late to mid October, me and Dawn cut down the tomatoes, peppers, eggplants, beans, cucumbers and broccoli.   I pulled up the last of the carrots (some of which, left to grow the proper amount of time, actually got to a decent size!) and beets (ditto), pulled off the green peppers, hoping they'd go to red in our fridge, and gathered up all the green tomatoes to bring inside.

It's comforting, after a few years, to start to have a ritual.   Now I know when the heat goes on in late October (we can never make it to November 1!), upstairs comes the little wooden, three-shelved "onion box" I got at an unfinished wood store, with little mesh grates on the doors.   It lives in our back hallway all winter, our impromptu "root cellar" where we keep onions, potatoes garlic and winter squash.

The dried garlic and onions I grew are gone - I always mean to keep them longer, but they are so good, I always say, what the hell, what if they spoil, live for today, and they go into everything I cook between August and October and then they are gone.  :(  Every year I vow to plant more.

The last of the potatoes are hanging on, and I am carefully plotting their fate, planning my last few potato dishes with them in mind.  But we are moving into a different phase of year, here in New England, something I am slowly getting used to.   When I realized that tomatoes, eggplants and peppers were only fresh here for a few months (more like six to ten weeks!), it brought me down.  How the heck are you supposed to eat the lush, sweet, local produce everyone rhapsodizes about, when October-May practically nothing grows?

Well, some people use season-extenders, which I'd like to learn more about, just like everything else I'd like to get around to (sewing buttons back on my coats, selling my stand-alone Ikea closet from two houses ago on Craigslist, writing a novel).   Apparently, with the right cold frame, you can get lettuce in January (and I might believe it - my lettuce is still going strong!) but until then I'll have to stick to a tried-and-true old farmwife tradition: food preservation.

So, a few seasons into my New England gardening education, it suddenly dawned on me: old school (ie, colonial) housewives couldn't go to the supermarket in January to get food.  They knew this in the flush seasons of July and August, and that is where our very most basic "processed foods" come from: jams, jellies, pickles, ketchup, mustard, relishes and sauerkraut, wine and beer.   Who knows if the nutritious value was preserved (was it?) but at least they had a little variety.    It also explains the difference between what we know as "Italian cuisine"  and "German cuisine."    Italy is linked with tomatoes, basil, zuccinis, and other fresh veggies of every kind.   Well, guess what?  It stays warm in Italy for a lot longer than in Germany, which is famous for bratwurst, beer, and sauerkraut.  Or worse, Russian food, where tomatoes often barely make it to ripe at all.   This is actually where my ancestors come from, and it is known for hardy root vegetables: potatoes, cabbages and beets.   Black bread.    Why?   Not because they are unhealthful and hate salads, but because this was what was available.

Hot Summer Harvest time

So after much too much time away, and several technical difficulties (many of these pictures were taken with the tiny camera on my Blackberry, thank you very much), I am back, and better than ever.

Last week, with temps in the 90s, rendered me completely incapable of caring about anything that wasn't air conditioned.  I guess that's why I'm a gardener and not a farmer, huh.   But a short visit with my friends at First Root Farm, for a writing-and-gardening workshop (what could be better?!) re-energized me, and I've been working my butt off in the garden, trying to catch up.  I got rid of the spring veggies - harvested the bok choi, cut down the last of the somewhat dead peas, and general clean-up.   Into every generation, they say, a Weeder is born, chosen to fight the crabgrass, the clover, and the lamb's-quarters that threaten the garden.   And right about now, I think that might be me.

A note on the farm - it's two friends of mine who founded an acre farm and CSA on a national historic park in Concord, MA - really inspiring and lovely - they welcome community helpers, and sell some kick-ass organic eggs, so check them out if you are into local farms.  http://firstrootfarm.wordpress.com/.




Other tasks: stringing up the tomatoes and cucumbers, more weeding, transplanting some underperforming cukes, and some squash that really randomly got into my columnar apple trees, more weeding, and HARVESTING!  The garden is just big and fertile right now, and a lot of herbs have gone to seed (note the gigantic dill), and they are all buzzing with parasitic wasps and flies, and other beneficial insects that help protect the cucumbers and beans.  The bean teepee has just started, and I'm pulling up a few (purple!) carrots, teensy beets, the garlic, an eggplant, a first zucchini, and the first round of potatoes!

I'm "curing" the onions in the basement, which basically means I set them on some old upturned pots and let a fan blow on them for a few weeks.  After that, they should be ready to store for as long as it takes us to eat them.   They say to harvest garlic when 1/3 to 40% of the leaves have turned brown.  Then wait for a dry day and gently dig them up with a shovel...or wait until they look entirely dead, like I did, and pull them up by their roots, which I also did.

Garlic!

For the potatoes, it's always a bit of an oddessy - most of mine are ready after 60-80 days, but I plant them so early, and then it takes weeks for them to sprout, so I never know when to start counting. Once they flower, you should be able to harvest baby potatoes after about two weeks.   My roommate, from Northern Maine potato country, said to start harvesting them when the stalks start looking a little dead and flopping over, and mine were starting to do that, so I dug them up.

In the beginning, potatoes in pots.   Then, two months later, the pots got filled with dirt, the vines grew, flowered, and pretty much died.   But never fear, it's time for harvest!           

I love the way red potatoes look in the dirt.  It's like finding Easter eggs when you start to dig.  I stuck a shovel into the dirt under the plants, then started using a digging fork. I dug them up very carefully, but still speared a few with my fork - ate those last night!    The rest can get stored in my dark-but-air-circulating onion cabinet in the basement all summer and into the winter..if they make it that long.   We plan to eat these right quick.   These are a  "red thumb" variety of fingerling potato - they are not just red outside, but threaded with pink color inside - really beautiful and delicious.  These are the soft and creamy potatoes I was talking about.   The whiskey barrel did better than any other kind of growing - I was just rooting around the bottom for about fifteen minutes, pulling up more and more potatoes.   Good to know for next year. 

More pictures soon, but I'll leave you with one of my least favorite garden pests....they haven't been too bad this year, but in a rainy year they can get out of control - until I pour Sluggo on them (it's organic, don't worry) and then they just go away, poof!   Maybe some day I will have ducks to eat them in a very circle-of-life like manner, but for now, I loves me some Sluggo.

This sucker is seriously three inches long.

Escape!   Escape!  

(he didn't, don't worry)

(splat, bye bye sluggie!)