It’s that time of year. Summer has officially come to a close and the cooler weather is finally making its way here. After a hot, dry summer, I couldn’t be more ready.
So, I lied. I’m beyond ready in my head…but reality is a slightly different story.
I got The Winter Harvest Handbook for Christmas (yay!) and have been reading it sporadically since. Or rather, reading at it. I’ve been somewhat lacking in the ability to just sit down and read it all the way through, and have been, instead, looking up specifics and bouncing around. We decided to try our hand at cold house gardening, starting off slow, since we already have nearly everything in place. We’re opting for just cold-hardy crops, and we’re keeping our fingers crossed! We’re planting:
Radishes: French Breakfast, Watermelon, White Icicle
Carrots: Touchon, Little Finger
Kale, Red Russian
Swiss Chard, Bright Lights
Garlic, German Red
We also have some leftover brassicae seeds from previous seasons that we’ll give a go. Can’t hurt, right?
I’m off to a
pretty really late start…so maybe fall will be long this year? Out of our four raised beds, only one is planted, one is turned (OMG, I am in so much pain from all this hacking at squash plants to get them out, breaking up the grass that got in there, and turning in compost…I guess I’ve done my exercise for the next week? Ha!), and the other two are spitting out the last of their summer harvests. Tomato jungle looks to be nearing its end…and even if it isn’t…it is. With about 10 gallon-sized bags of diced and seeded tomatoes, my fingernails are taking on a semi-permanent orange hue and I. Am. Done.
The last bed has our eggplants and peppers, which are still slowly-but-surely churning out fruit. We did learn, unfortunately, that Booger is allergic to eggplant, so we’ll be pushing those on unsuspecting strangers. The peppers though…that’s a different story. I’ll leave those until they are good and done. Not because I like peppers. Because I don’t. I hate peppers (point of note: if I smell bell pepper, I’m likely to leave the room if it’s an option, and one stray piece of pepper is enough to render my entire meal inedible). I will leave those pepper plants to produce as much as possible because I have some
strange twisted love for growing peppers. They’re so pretty and I just love watching them grow. Fortunately, the hubs and my little boy love eating them. This bed also has the beans that kept being eaten by the bunnies (I pulled 5 beans today…the only 5 to grow so far) and our celery. We are abysmal about thinning seedlings. I mean, truly abysmal. Therefore, we have CELERY in the sense that we have LOTS of very tall, very skinny stalks. I’m pretty sure they won’t be great raw (doubt they’ll have any crunch), but we’re hoping they’ll be good for cooking.
Enough talking. I’m going back out to stare at my radish seedlings (my new favorite crop)