The Buckwheat Problem

I've messed up in a big way with the buckwheat cover crop. What started out as a soil-improvement plan (it's worked in the past!) has become a major pain in my butt.

Here's the issue. I seeded a huge amount of buckwheat over the summer. Every time a crop was finished and cleared out, I sowed buckwheat, hoping to get some extra tilth before winter planting. But it was so dry here, and so hot, and I was watering (using the drip system) so little, that many of those seeds never germinated. I gave it up for lost and just readied my beds for winter, anyway - planting my scheduled winter crops.

Then, we finally got rain. Two big rains. And guess what happened?

All those little buckwheat seeds were just lying there, deep and warm in the good soil, waiting for moisture. And they've sprung in to action, big time.

I have buckwheat coming up in every bed. It's a complete nuisance.

The Pea/Kohlrabi bed
All that green you see there? Well, or 99% of it? That's buckwheat. Every bed looks exactly like this.

Keep in mind I just weeded this bed.  I've been weeding constantly, every chance I get. It seems like for every seedling I pull out, another five come up.

And I can't just get in there and hoe it, because I've already seeded my winter crops! So they are all coming up in the same place the buckwheat is coming up. And hand-weeding has to be especially careful because if I'm too impatient I pull out the good stuff along with the buckwheat! ARGH!!!

peas coming up in the buckwheat 

spinach coming up in the buckwheat 
I repeat: every bed. Can you tell what I'll be doing over my Thanksgiving break??? Double ARGH.

Lesson learned. Be more judicious with the buckwheat in future. I just assumed it wouldn't germinate if it wasn't super hot outside or in the soil. I was (clearly) wrong.

We've had some crisp nights, with light frost - another chore will be getting the rest of the row covers put up. (They also don't help with my weeding duties - hard to work around.) Meanwhile the leaves are definitely turning.

Crepe Myrtle

Peach

Chinese Pistache

Ribes
Afternoons are still sunny and warm. I found this baby lizard on one of my walks with Joe today. He was hanging out on a trail marker.


"Taste a Little of the Summer"

Tonight I'm making a baked sausage pasta dish, and the recipe calls for a 28 ounce can of tomatoes. So I went to the canning shelf and took down one of my hard-won jars of crushed tomatoes. I wish you could have been standing with me as I popped off the canning lid, because I was immediately transported - the sharp, rich smell of tomatoes and summer filled the air.

And immediately I understood why. Why we stand at a steaming stove with bubbling pots on the hottest days of the year, wiping the sweat constantly from our foreheads, cursing at the canner and the slippery jars.  It's so we can open a jar of summer in late November.

It's completely unlike opening a can of tomatoes from the store. That store-bought can is like a black and white copy of the homemade version, it is fine, but nothing like the homemade version, which upon opening takes you right back to the lushness of your July garden.

Right away, this song came in to my head:

"Let the December winds bellow 'n blow
I'm as warm as a July tomato.
Peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin, 
Supper's ready, everybody come on in
Taste a little of the summer,
Taste a little of the summer, 
You can taste a little of the summer
My grandma's put it all in jars.
Well, there's a root cellar, fruit cellar, down below
Watch your head now, down you go
Maybe you're weary and you don't give a damn
I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam
Ah, she's got magic in her - you know what I mean
She puts the sun and rain in with her green beans.
She cans pickles, sweet and dill
She cans the songs of the whippoorwill
And the morning dew and the evening moon
And I really got to go see her pretty soon
'Cause those canned goods I buy at the store
Ain't got the summer in 'em anymore.
Peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin,
Supper's ready, everybody come on in
Taste a little of the summer
Taste a little of the summer
You can taste a little of the summer
My grandma's put it all in jars."  (Greg Brown)

Now, I'm sold. I wasn't this past summer, though canning was a fun project and it made me feel good to actually preserve the harvest - I wasn't sure it was really worth it. I've just reached the next level, though, one which I could not have imagined back in July - and that is how welcome a jar of summer tomatoes would be one cold night in November.


Coyote by the Coop!

My hands are shaking as I type this. Just a few minutes ago I was catching up on my email, Tom sitting reading the paper and having his breakfast, the kids off in other rooms - when suddenly the chickens start making the most incredible noise, just going crazy. Tom looks out the back door and says "Holy Cow, there's a coyote!" and I get to the door just in time to see a full-grown coyote in our back yard at the chicken coop. Tom yells "get out of here!" and the coyote leaps over our fence, just a beautiful sleek grey and tan body sliding though the wires, and runs off down the street.

OMG!!!!

Just a reminder: We don't live in the country. We are solidly suburban. Open Space is not far away. But wow, they must be so hungry to come down here to the land of cars and people.

The chickens are still freaking out, 15 minutes later, on the furthest and highest roost in the coop. Guess we won't get any eggs today!

Hummingbirds

A wonderful thing happened today, in between garden and kitchen chores (Happy Veteran's Day, everyone!). I noticed that the hummingbirds have found the feeder I put out for them, so I went out to sit and watch them. Hummingbirds visit our water 'fountain' (more like a bubbler)  year round, and they feed from whatever flowers I have blooming in the yard. However around this time of year I like to put out some simple syrup (2:1 ratio) for them, as they need more calories to stay warm during our frosty nights.

I was watching, and staying a safe distance away so as not to disturb them, when I noticed that the water in the fountain was low. I got up to turn on the hose and as I was filling the fountain, the hummingbirds buzzed around my head, a little territorially but not terribly aggressive, more friendly. So I got my camera and hung out under the Chinese Pistache tree where the feeder is hung, and waited to see what would happen.

What happened was a veritable troop of hummingbirds came to see who I was and what I was doing in their tree. They chirped at me and flew around, then apparently decided I was ok, because they sat on the branches all around me and drank from the feeder without caution. I took a ton of pictures; it was hard to decide on just one or two to show you. It was an awesome fifteen minutes of hummingbird heaven.



In the flowers, the bees are buzzing - it's a cool day, but sunny, so the bees have got to get some of their chores in, just as we do. Did you know bees won't poop in their hive? They wait for a good time to go outside and then take care of business. I saw lots of bees just hovering near the entrance; house bees taking a bathroom break? Lots more bees were in the flowers. I have a few sunflowers, lots of zinnias and cosmos still, some tithonia, plenty of salvia, and quite a bit of borage still blooming.



Some fall colors are starting to show - the Crepe Myrtle trees in my neighbor's yard, our peach tree. The blueberries are the most notable.


We spent a lot of time working on row covers today. I decided that each bed needed more coverage,  so we rearranged some things. This way, the sides are clipped tightly, but the ends are more 'fluttery' - that way oxygen flows, and then during nice days I put those ends up so that everything can just move through. Last year this system worked fine.


As you can see, we are sorely lacking in enough of the row cover - we've covered only four beds out of 13. I've got more on order. I really miscalculated. It doesn't help that this stuff is in quantities/measurements for large farms, so we're left trying to cut it and fit it to our plan. But it really helps here during the winter season. Last year we were able to harvest food all year round. I've read that when you put on a light row cover, it's like you've moved 500 miles South. For us that would be San Diego or Northern Mexico. We can grow a lot in that climate!

Last year I ordered cheapo row cover from Amazon, but this year I got a good Agribon 19 cover from Peaceful Valley Farm Supply. I'm hoping that we can reuse it for next year, but if not, we're talking $150, not horribly expensive. And worth it when you consider the savings of not having to buy organic produce from the store.

One thing you have to watch with the row cover is water. This Agribon stuff stops a good amount of rain from getting in the beds, so supplemental water from the rain barrel may be needed. However, the humidity level under the covers is higher, so that helps. I did notice a lot of mushrooms in my beds last year, plus slugs. That reminds me to order the Sluggo now.

Seeds for all winter greens went in a week and half ago, and are already starting to come up.


Not much else to do in the garden but watch and wait. I did finally receive my seed potatoes, so those went in today - Colorado Rose and La Ratte Fingerling.

In the kitchen, I worked on pear butter. The pears at Whole Foods have been so beautiful that I decided to buy a whole bunch and hopefully make enough butter for teacher/co-worker gifts. It's been a fun project, and the whole house smells lovely. I cooked down 24 chopped pears, six each of Bosc, D'Anjou, Bartlett, and Red Bartlett, with a little homemade apple juice and some lemon juice. Once soft, I put them through the food mill, then returned them to the pan with a touch of cinnamon, fresh nutmeg, a whole vanilla bean, and some honey. It cooked down all day and made the most beautiful butter. And the chickens enjoyed the warm skins and seeds.



I also made chewy molasses cookies, because it felt like the right kind of weather to do that. It's sunny but chilly and the spices in the pear butter just smelled so good, I had to continue that theme. I'm hoping we'll have a few left for me to take to my staff meeting tomorrow!

Winter garden work

Tom and I spent the bulk of the day Saturday getting the rest of the garden ready for winter. I planted the North Garden, Tom made hoop house frames for the newer beds, and together we started work on the floating row covers. I had to order more, as we ran out, but at least we got the project started.



I'm still waiting on seed potatoes, but other than that, everything is safely in the dirt. I hope I've planted enough garlic and shallots to last us all of next year. I only have one jar left of shallots-in-olive-oil in the freezer, and likewise one of garlic. I also have one small jar of pickled garlic left.
I like planting garlic and shallots - probably because the seeds are so big and easy to shove into the soil!



Now's the time to get your poppies, lupines, and tidy tips in the ground. They'll get a toehold with the winter rains, and bloom first thing in the spring. I like to order a mix from Larner Seeds. Judith grows everything in her demonstration garden and collects the seed herself. I broadcast about a pound, divided in my two pollinator beds.




Speaking of flowers, I have some surprise sunflowers starting to open just now, in the garlic bed!



Collecting and composting of leaves is an every-weekend chore for everyone right now, and I also made progress on our newest sheet-mulching project. The last bit of grass is soon to be eradicated. I'm just waiting, now, on a nice load of free wood chips.



Sunday was spent mostly in the kitchen. I decided to roast up the rest of the butternut and delicata squash, along with the sweet potatoes. I like taking this as a snack to work.



Tom helped me decant my mead in to the gallon carboy with the airlock on top. It should be ready by Christmas.



Adam and I made the most ambitious dessert I have ever attempted: a Charlotte Royale. We saw it  on 'The Great British Baking Show" on PBS and Adam immediately decided he wanted to make it. It involves a sponge roll filled with homemade jam, which is then sliced and layered in a bowl, and you then make a custard, into which gets folded more fruit puree, which then gets poured into the sponge roll-layered bowl, which then gets refrigerated for quite some time, and then you make whipped cream to go on top. We'll eat it tonight while watching the finale of the baking show. We've enjoyed making a fancy dessert each week, using the show as an inspiration.



I watched a very interesting sight today, and I didn't have my camera to record it. A scrub jay was eviscerating a small bird. Maybe a finch, or a sparrow - the jay held it in its talons and was pulling out the downy breast feathers with its beak. It flew to a nearby bush for cover before I could see it actually tear into flesh. Interesting. I did not know that jays would eat smaller birds. I knew they ate eggs out of nests, and terrorized small birds, but do they hunt them? Or was he just being an opportunist and found this one dead on the ground?

I put the bird feeders out today - one homemade suet cake (I have a bunch in the freezer from last year) for the chickadees and nuthatches, and some 2-to-1 sugar syrup for the hummingbirds. Our neighbor puts out nyjer seed all year long for the finches. All the birds also like to eat the berries off our Toyon.



A note of support for the outdoor company REI: They've decided to close their stores on Black Friday and actually pay their employees to take a day off to go outside. Sure, this could be a marketing ploy (I imagine the website will be open for shopping!), but who cares? It's still making a statement. I've never shopped myself during Black Friday, and I'm literally disgusted by what it's become. How about we celebrate Thanksgiving for a change? How about we concentrate on a holiday that has zero commercial viability and instead helps us focus on being grateful for what we already have? It bothers me that we hop from two consumer-driven events (Halloween and Christmas) without even pausing for Thanksgiving. How about enjoying some time in the kitchen, cooking for the folks we love? How about sitting down and enjoying a feast together? How about taking a walk outside and enjoying Autumn? I love having a four-day weekend to enjoy my family. I love Thanksgiving decorations, the squashes and leaves, the bountiful cornucopias, the bright fireplaces and rainy (hopefully) skies.

Speaking of rain, we're hoping for some tonight, crossed fingers. I noticed that my neighbor's Meyer lemon tree is loaded with fruit (and quite early in the season, actually). Hoping to get my hands on some (she's very generous!) as soon as they ripen. Temperatures are supposed to dip, which should help that happen!


Oh I forgot to say we opened up our first bottle of Ginger Beer! Not very fizzy, but totally refreshing. Try some yourself!