What a difference the sun makes – to the garden, to my mood, to my ability to get stuff done around the house. Not to mention the ability to eat dinner outside in the garden again! After painting my new/old bike last night, B. and I had a lovely drink of beer and a meal in the yard as the day cooled down. Best thing about June is no bugs (well unless you count the aphids that have been appearing on some of my plants).
Three months into the west-coast growing season, I am feeling pretty good about my garden output. The broad beans have started to fruit, I’ve got beets that are almost at edible size, and almost every night I cook three or four kinds of greens in our dinner (last night was beet greens, spinach, chervil and parsley). Pretty much everything I’ve planted (with the exception of a few things I put out too early) is coming up lush and full and I’ve got to say that I am totally sold on the square-foot gardening method as a way to manage my planting, harvesting and renewing the soil.
The photo above is one of six of my 4×4-square foot boxes, and is pretty typical in terms of the diversity of what’s planted there: four raddichio, nine joi choi, four swiss chards, two kales (in a square each), sixteen scallions, nine spinach, one cabbage, nine beets plus a bunch of stuff that is still seed (I planted on Saturday again). The reason I can give numbers of plants with such precision here is not only because of the photo, but because each square foot has a recommended spacing for various vegetables. The small plot sizes (1 square foot) coupled with the square foot spacing chart helps me waste less seed, and less time thinning than I have in gardens past. Not only that but the use of a nutrition-rich soil blend, and the warmer raised beds allow for a more intensive planting – and thus greater harvests.
Once a square is “finished”, as most of my radish squares are now, it’s a quick stir-in of some more compost and then the next round of planting begins – not to mention the smaller squares (as opposed to long rows) make succession and staggered planting a lot easier to manage. A lot less intimidating to go out to seed one or two squares! I often find myself just spur-of-the moment deciding to plant another crop of something when I’m otherwise not in planting mode at all – it’s just no effort.
Of course, this doesn’t work for every plant – particularly those large tomato and potato plants that like lots of space. While it is possible to just give them more square feet and change the grids on the boxes accordingly, I decided to plant my potatoes in burlap sacks (above) and have tucked tomatoes all over. In the photo – right – there are five visible tomato plants – one hanging upside down, one in a planter on the patio, and three in the beds along the edges. There are at least four other tomato plants tucked around the edges of the garden where they could have a little more space than if I was trying to grow them intensively in one of the boxes.
We’ll see how it all turns out, but so far so good. We’re eating out of the garden every night, and I love the visual appeal of the raised beds spilling vegetables out of their sides. When we put this in last fall I wasn’t sure how it would work, but now that we are seeing the true gardening season emerge I am becoming a real square-foot garden convert!
I’m just doing a little food-gloat from Friday with the this photo: The dinner Brian made for us to make me feel better after getting my bike stolen Friday morning. Nothing short of all my favourites: prawns with garlic butter, three kinds of cheese, tapenade, baguette, small pizza slices, fancy chocolate…. with a couple glasses of red wine and a liqueur after coffee. Heavenly! Sure makes me feel lucky to have found a guy as amazing as B. too.
After all that bike kerfuffle, my friend Will did manage to get a new bike to me by last night (from Victoria, a friend brought it over – amazingness all around). It rides much nicer than my old bike (easier shifting and braking plus it’s lighter) but is a tad beat-up, so before I show it off here I’m going to pimp it up a little. I’ll get a new seat for it this afternoon and sometime in the next few days clean it, tape it up and take a spray can to it. Red, I’m thinking. Or possibly a cerulean blue.
I’m not going to be riding much this week anyhow since I’ve got a hair appt tomorrow after work and am on the island (Courtenay) overnight on Wednesday. I’m hoping that over the next few days I can put an hour in here or there to prep the bike for painting and then quickly spray it before the weekend so I can ride it to my downtown conference and trainings next week. Silly, but I don’t want to ride it out until I get it looking more like it belongs to me. At the moment it doesn’t feel quite like mine. But it sure will inside of the next few days!
I still have some small hope that my stolen bike will come back to me, though I know that’s about as likely as a dog befriending a chicken. It makes me sad, though, to think I’ll never see my beautiful Apollo again. I guess the only answer to that is to make the Nishiki truly mine.
I haven’t been posting here much on account of the lack of sun in Vancouver – which means no photos to share! But I managed to get some shots today before the downpour so I’ve got updates coming. In the meantime, I’m sharing a photo of tonight’s dinner. A stir-fry with honey garlic sauce featuring three kinds of greens from the garden (joi choi, beet greens, and kale). Not the first eating out of the garden this season but definitely the most satisfying. Pretty soon there will be peas, then beets and potatoes…
This meal was super simple: Three cloves of garlic, some soy sauce and about a quarter cup of honey in the bottom of a cast-iron pan (or wok) to make the base sauce. Add half an onion, 10-15 sliced mushrooms, some tofu (or meat), and about six cups of greens still wet from the rain in the garden. Serve on rice. Amazing and so unbelievably fresh.
When Brian told me this morning upon looking outside that our back gate was wide open, I knew that couldn’t be a good thing because it meant someone was in our yard in the night. But when he came back upstairs to report that my bike was gone, I was truly shocked, because it hadn’t even occurred to me that I didn’t lock it up properly yesterday when I came home from work. Stolen! My beautiful turquoise Apollo custom-built by Will as a birthday gift in February….. off in the hands of some asshole who is just going to dump it for $50 in the local pawnshop. So frustrating! And of course it meant I couldn’t ride to work this morning.
Being robbed is such a crazy thing though – this schizo-emotional dance as we move through a variety of emotional states in rapid succession:
How’s the for a fun roller-coaster of a morning? But I’m feeling okay right now because I think I’ve mostly worked through all of the above and Will is working on a new bike for me. Plus I’m getting my new computer at work today so I’ve got that to look forward to. It’s all going to be okay and I might even walk home after work to get my residual frustration out. Bah. Bike stealer!
(PS – My bike is a 1970s Apollo, ladies cruiser, turquoise with a 19-20 inch frame. It’s got a new bike rack on the back and new tires…. Wide handlebars, and gear shifters on the frame (really lovely little vintage levers). It was stolen from William and Slocan in Hastings Sunrise. If you see it in someone’s backyard, please let me know. I really won’t hit them with a shovel. Promise.)