Monthly Archives: May 2012

Vegetables, etc.

Though I have had the garden planted for a few days, yesterday we finally got the balcony organized so all the plants received their optimum levels of sunlight.

All of the Earth Boxes are up front with tomatoes, eggplant, zucchini, and cucumber. Then we have basil, rosemary, oregano, and mint spread around the balcony in pots (and a bunch of mini basils that need to be repotted asap).
When you buy an Earth Box, it comes with plastic mulching covers that fit over the box. Last year, we used these, but the holes we had to cut in them to get them over our seedlings still left room for squirrels to dig at our roots and pigeons to root around in the dirt after the squirrels had gone. This year, instead of investing in new covers, I went ahead and planted to boxes as per usual, then Brock duct taped trash bags over them. It seems to be working so far, as all of our plants have doubled in size (and it was a lot cheaper!) And yes, those are old vitamin jars over the watering tube–to help prevent evaporation.

I am overwhelmed with joy every time I check in on my potato bags.

I can’t wait for new potatoes!

Today’s garden tasks include:
Repotting tiny basil seedlings
Adding more dirt to my runaway potatoes
Harvesting some of the giant rosemary plant for drying and then repotting it to promote growth

And just for fun, a look at what I can’t grow.

All of this (except the big chopped onion, which came from the grocery store) was out of last week’s veggie bag. Carrots, peas, turnips, radishes, and green onion all went into last night’s dinner. (The turnips are really good this year!)

Some day, I will grow all of these too.

Hold Your Potatoes!

We spent this past Sunday afternoon recovering from our best-ever shearing party by selectively harvesting some new potatoes.

If you’ve never dug potatoes before, let me tell you: it is absolutely a ton of fun. It’s just like a treasure hunt, except a) you already know exactly where the treasure’s buried and b) the treasure is POTATOES.

We had planted the whole bed rather densely, and, really, it needed to be thinned. So, Sunday, we thinned out half the bed. We’re saving the other half for next week.

This is how you harvest new potatoes:

First, you pull up the top of the plant. You’ll find it growing out of the old seed potato (it’ll be easy to tell which one that is, since the seed potato starts to disintegrate around this point), with tuber-laden roots sticking out in all directions.

 Then comes the fun. After putting the easy pickings in your basket, you get to sift through the loosened dirt with your hands (and a pitchfork), in search of the light-colored flash of a rogue potato. It’s like digging up treasure, or panning for gold. You’re muddling along in the dirt, and, all of a sudden, you find a tiny edible thing! It’s fantastic!

We thinned in two-foot-wide swaths, working across the length of the bed. The tops of the plants should fill those cleared spaces back in pretty quickly.

 It was a lovely afternoon, cool and breezy, and the work was a real group effort– no one wanted to be left out of the fun of digging!

 After sifting the soil to a satisfactory degree, you hill up the loosened dirt around the remaining potato plants themselves. This gives them a little extra support, while encouraging them to send out some more tuberous roots a little higher up the plant.

 And, here you have them: our beautiful, delicate, precious, delicious, little pommes de terre.

 How much did we get from thinning out half a bed that’s been in production for, at most, a month and a half?

That’s a lot of potatoes, folks. I’ve been looking forward to these potatoes so much, and am thrilled that we were able to get enough to keep for ourselves and to share.

Have you all started harvesting from your gardens yet? What are you looking forward to eating?

Remodeling

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We’re not sure what caused the demise of our Mugo pine but decided to replace it with another. It’ll take the new guy a few years to catch up. It was also long past time to move the scraggly lilac that’s been here for at least 15 years. In it’s place we planted a lovely butterfly bush and we moved the lilac over by the gate. Hopefully it will be happier there.

A Bowl of Borscht

I was first introduced to cold borscht when I lived in Lithuania as a kid. When I first encountered it, I was a little put off by the alarmingly bright pink color, and confused by the idea of a cold soup. However, I quickly came to love the combination of tangy buttermilk with the rich and earthy beets and potatoes.

Cold borscht is also a perfect spring meal. All of the ingredients are fresh– at their peak, even– and the weather is just becoming warm enough to appreciate a cold soup. Another nice thing is that it could not be easier to make.

 

People sometimes turn their noses up at borscht because it is often portrayed as a “poor people” food– there’s hardly a reference to Russia or Eastern Europe where borscht isn’t the butt end of a joke. I find that it is an easy, cheap meal, but that its simplicity neither lessens the wonderful flavors nor dampens the celebration of fresh spring ingredients.

 

Recipe: Serves 2

1/2 lb new potatoes

6-7 fresh beets

2 fresh green onions

1 tablespoon fresh dill

1 teaspoon salt

1 teaspoon pepper

2 cups of buttermilk

 

Star by cleaning the beets and adding to boiling water. After 5 minutes the beets should be cooked through. Run the beets under cold water and the skins can be easily pushed off. Next in a clean pot of boiling water place the potatoes in (whole) and cook until tender all the way through. While the potatoes are cooking, blend 3 of the beets with the cold buttermilk. Add salt and pepper along with half of the dill. Once the potatoes are done run them under cold water and remove the skins. Cut the remaining beets into bite-size pieces and divide between two bowls along with the potatoes. Pour the buttermilk over the beets and potatoes and garnish with finely chopped green onion and the rest of the remaining dill.

Lost …

One of my favorite things to do on Martha’s Vineyard is to roam around with my camera and take pictures of whatever captures my attention.  This trip I was decked out with my Nikon D60 and my handy-dandy Kodak Easy Share (which I’m never without).

Took some pictures Monday and some on Tuesday morning.  Met with a dear friend on Tuesday afternoon to share coffee and to give her a gift I’d made for her.   We took a few pictures of us and that evening at supper when I was checking my camera to see how the days pictures had come out, this is what I saw:

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My picture card was blank.  B-l-a-n-k.  I took it out, shook it, blew on it, begged it to restore at least the pictures of my friend and me.  It staunchly refused.   I’m not a novice with a digital camera, I’ve had two Kodak’s and love them, I’m familiar with how they work and how to delete and NOT delete pictures.  I wanted desperately to blame this malfunction on anyone but myself.. but I knew that it had to have been me somehow.

First thing next morning I went to the camera store in Vineyard Haven hoping they might find a way with their magical machines to find the pictures.  They could not.  Somehow the card got re-formatted and well, there went the pictures.

At least it happened the first day on the Vineyard as I was able to retrace some of my steps and retake some pictures, along with new ones of course.

Here are a few I’ll be using in upcoming posts.

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You know, I’ve read where there’s some sort of magnetic force that surrounds the Vineyard and thus make it a perfect place for creativity.  I’ve also read that Martha’s Vineyard sits on a separate tectonic plate from the United States.  I’m wondering if either of these could have erased my pictures !!!  Yes, I’m digging deep for something or someone to blame other than myself .

Wait a minute, wait just a minute… look what I found in the camera !!  :)

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Dock …

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Edgartown harbor   ~   Martha’s Vineyard


Dock …

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Edgartown harbor   ~   Martha’s Vineyard


The Cow that Came to Stay

Back in March, when my friend Emily came to the farm to shearing the ewes before lambing, I mentioned that we were thinking about getting a dairy cow. Jefferson, one of our beautiful calves, had passed away, so we had the space. But more importantly, Caroline, Zac and I had become obsessive cheese makers and wanted a cow of our own to milk. We were thinking of a Jersey cow, as they are small and produce less milk than some breeds, with a high butterfat content.

Emily’s eyes lit up. “You don’t want a Jersey,” she insisted. “What you need is a Lineback. I’m going to find you a Lineback.” She spent the rest of the day talking about the superiority of the Lineback and by the time she left, we wanted one desperately.

But it isn’t easy to buy a cow “in milk” and I honestly thought it would be a year or two before a dairy cow made it’s way to Juniper Moon. Then about a week later, Emily post on my Facebook wall, “I bought a cow for you today.” It was like some kind of magic.

Our new cow was delivered smack in the middle of our shearing party, which was lucky for us, because Emily was on hand to show us the ropes.

I think she might be the most beautiful creature in I’ve ever laid eyes on.

I named her Luna, ’cause she’s big and white and lovely. She is also the nicest cow, letting us rub her ears and love on her.

Did I mention that she’s going to have a calf any red hot minute now?  Emily is going to take the calf back to her farm so that her daughter Lydia can raise him up for a 4H project. I can’t tell you how happy that makes me because, Emily and Lydia? They are family to me in every way that matters.

We’re a little nervous about the calving, since it will be the first time for us and for her, but hopefully all will go smoothly and we’ll just walk out to find a tiny calf in the pasture one morning.

While we are waiting for Luna to calve, we are training her to be a good milker. Twice a day, we lead her into the bar on a halter and feed her while we stroke her udder and talk sweet to her. It’s been two days and already she’s waiting by the gate in the morning and evening.

This shot is to show you how much bigger Luna is than Madison and Monroe. Remember, she is a “small” cow. Can you imagine how big the mediums are?

In addition to providing milk, Luna is part of the parasite reduction team, grazing ahead of the sheep flock and absorbing the parasites that kill sheep.

apple blossoms!

holy shit, look at this!

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that’s new apple blossoms on our brand-new green sentinel apple tree, that is. i am speechless with excitement.


apple blossoms!

holy shit, look at this!

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that’s new apple blossoms on our brand-new green sentinel apple tree, that is. i am speechless with excitement.