you know, everywhere i go, one of the first things people tell me about my knitting blog is how much they enjoy my garden, haha. and i love that!
today, i have an extravaganza for you garden fans—it’s opening day for the vegetable garden, folks.
the first thing i did when i woke up on friday morning was to take a tour of the yard; i felt like i probably missed a lot when i was away. after so many days of rain, it was sparkling that morning under long-overdue sun.
the strawberries, which showed no signs of even a bud when i left, were in full bloom. a few flowers even sported tiny fruits at their centers. sweeet!
these scallions that wintered over from last year have now sprouted hardy tops in place of the desiccated ones that lay on the snow a couple of months back. and the bulbs beneath are sweet and tasty; perfect for adding to quiche or stir fry (and the very first harvest of 2011).
this cranesbill sanginaria is loaded with buds, still bearing the evidence of all-day showers on thursday.
and that asparagus bed was looking fantastic—looks like almost every plant came back, tall and strong—some as tall as four feet already. we’ve cut a few stalks to eat, but this being only the second year, left the rest to flower and go to seed. next year, we can feast more liberally on the results of our patience, if indeed, it is rewarded as we hope . . .
deep in the back yard, more surprises awaited me
the may apple was in full bloom, just in time to call itself MAY apple, haha. these are the plants i moved a couple of years ago to propagate in a new spot and they are filling that space admirably
look at how pretty it is close up, with its tinge of pale pink around the rim. i think this is the female flower, but i’m not sure; i’ll have to look it up later.
in the darkest corner of the same bed, those autumn ferns i was describing last week have finally begun their new cycle of growth
from the winter’s green fronds, these dark red fiddleheads have begun to unfold.
they will open up in flaming october colors and stay that way until it’s nearly fall, when they finally turn to green for the winter.
they really brighten up the corners of the shade bed nicely.
i had hoped to actually get out to work in the garden on friday (and i should have), but since it was my first day home, i had several pressing matters to take care of elsewhere. i had a pattern to write up, for one thing. and the ankle which had been bothering me the whole time i traveled was so inflamed by this time, that i was actually afraid to put it to work in the yard. i’m not sure where this came from as i’ve never been delicate that way, but off to the chiropractor we went, to get it adjusted.
on the way home though, we stopped off to buy plants at one place and to pick up plants that my friend kris started for us as well. i then had everything i needed to get a good, early start the next day.
nothing like a nice, blank canvas at 7am, eh? except for those scallions, the garlic, and my oregano patch, our vegetable plot was looking quite free of growth, with newly-turned dirt which had a full day to dry out a bit in the sun. the texture was perfect by saturday morning.
according to the biodynamic planting calendar, friday and saturday were “fruit” days—everything was aligned for good results in planting fruit-bearing plants. i started at the back corner therefore, with the tomatoes, eggplant, and pepper plants, several varieties of each (i’m a junkie for trying different types of plants).
i cut way back on the fruit-bearing plants this year, in order to have space for more root vegetables, which i became enamored of growing last year. i just hope that the ones i did plant take off and thrive; otherwise, we might not get enough tomatoes for winter . . .
for the rest of the garden, i had a carefully drawn-out plan, devised over months and months of diagramming . . .
ok, not really. i always mean to do that over the winter, but then i never do; i must actually prefer on-the-spot decision making. pretty much though, this list on the back of the seed envelope was what made it into the garden and more or less in the arrangement shown here.
i did the back seed bed next, where all the green, leafy vegetables were seeded in. that is the sunniest part of our fairly well-protected the garden. the last time i had greens in this spot, they produced to beat the band. we’ll see if it works on our favor this year.
i drew out some rows (twelve) and seeded them in one at a time, alternating chard with green beans, beets, turnips, and collards. i did not put in okra this year; it was pretty, but didn’t produce well for me last year, so i decided against it.
after i got all the seeds in, i posted each row with the variety and thinning info, because far be it from me to actually hang on to the seed packet . .
after that i watered, just to dampen the seeds. the ground was already wet enough—so much so, that it took all day in the sun to even show signs of beginning to dry—but the seeds needed wetting.
hahaha, which was just what this robin was waiting for—nice damp earth that would bring worms to the top. i can’t tell if it’s a male or female (my gut says male, but i dunno), but this guy was in the garden ALL day with me.
oh, he thought he was giving off signs of complete disinterest
seriously?? looking for worms on the flagstone? c’MON—even i don’t believe that, not when all that soft, squishy, damp earth is awaiting your perusal. not when i see you every other five minutes with your beak just stuffed with worms. HA!
i know all about futile pretensions
i am, after all, the person who planted summer squash yet again this year, when i know full well it almost certainly won’t make it. i’m trying to guard it with a ring formation of marigolds and nasturtiums (i still have to buy those), but i will be the first to be surprised if that works. we shall see.
by the time i got all the seeds in the ground it was late afternoon and my stomach was growling. i still had all of the root vegetables to plant and as luck would have it, saturday evening was the beginning of a “root” cycle.
so i ate some lunch, puttered around putting in marigolds, and planted some ornamentals while i waited for 6pm to roll around. i actually ended up cheating just a little by starting to put the root stuff in around 5—i was getting worried that my energy wouldn’t last.
by the last of the evening light, i had everything in—shallots, leeks, celeriac, onions, potatoes, sweet potaotes, rutabaga, parsnips, and carrots. i love the root vegetables—you put them in the ground and that’s it until fall. the ones that are seeded in just need to be thinned at the appropriate time, but really, that is a small amount of work.
i planted all of the root crops quite close together, so that the tops would from a canopy and keep the weeds down. since i don’t have to harvest them, i shouldn’t need to walk between the rows or get near the plants much.
we’ll put down our usual newspaper and straw mulch in a week or two, once all the seeds have sprouted and we can see where the rows will be. the garden boxes got seeded in with escarole and red onions; i’m not sure how well they’ll do in there, but maybe ok; the peppers i had in them last year did very well.
over the course of that day, the cranesbill i showed you earlier opened one flower after another—a real treat to watch and photograph. by tomorrow, they should all be fully open.
you might think that with all that outdoor activity, i didn’t get any knitting done this weekend, but actually, i did get some rows knit. and i have some progress to show as well from my last few days on the road.
i am so close to finishing this sign of four sock, i can taste it. one more car trip or plane ride and i’ll be closing the toe before i land. i’ll probably take it along to TNNA in june to finish it up. or maybe even to the great lakes fiber show next weekend; i can work on it while i visit in the briar rose booth (woo-HOO, i’m gonna see chris!).
anyway, this has been a long time on the needles and i’m glad it’s almost done—this will be my first finished pair of socks for this year, can you believe that?? not that i don’t have several more underway—they’re just all old projects. and i’ve promised myself i won’t start another new one til the WIP sock are done.
for instance, before jen and i decided that the sign of four sock should be part of the victorian writers club, i had started it as an independent project in this beautiful string theory caper sock yarn, a gorgeous, merino/cashmere/nylon blend in colorway fusion. by the time we hijacked the design for the club, i had too much of the leg done to rip it out. so i left it on the needles in waiting. i worked on it here and there, but there is still a long way to go on this pair.
once those brown ones are done, the reds will take their place as travel socks.
this oval lace scarf is such easy, take-along knitting that i put quite a few inches on it during my trip. and the sweet georgia cashsilk is so luscious, you just don’t want to be away from it for long.
it sounds trite, but everyone who touches it literally gasps. and of course, the next person is sure they won’t, then they touch it and THEY gasp.
it’s involuntary, i swear . . . and a little indecent, actually.
there’s no way i can describe it, even face to face—you have to touch it. those who have and are reading this, please speak up and back me here . . . (you know who you are).
as delicate as an insect wing, this leaf lace stole is growing more slowly, but surely. i would love to have this done to wear to james’s wedding in september, so i’m going to have to knit faster. and in better light. priorities, priorities . . .
i also have a few secret projects; more than i like to have at one time. some of these will be off my desk very soon and some will be with me for a bit. and of course, the ones for our own club (but those are the fun ones, hee-hee. don’t tell anyone i said that).
thank you SO MUCH for your enthusiastic response to the club; signups have gone so well and we are nearing capacity. we’ve capped the number of available spots at 550 (including extra yarn options), which means we have just 50 or so left to sell.
i think that deserves flowers, don’t you?