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Great White Flakes

Outside the snow is falling heavy in thick white flakes.  5-10 cm on its way.  Parts of New Brunswick are still without power, eight days after an ice storm that only grazed Nova Scotia.

img_5188It made the trees glassy, bent them to thump on the windows, and pruned  branches that fell to clutter our paths.

Inside, the hair band is posing:img_5189

The big birds are sharing a snack of kale.img_5156

This one has figured out how to stand on the kale and rip it apart.  As opposed to beating it on the ground.  img_5216And a novelty snow cone ball splat.  There’s a few that love eating snow and ice.  I know not why.  img_5021

Egg production is up, and it’s cozy in the greenhouse, but colder temps are coming…

Garden aftermath, year 2

The garden is all in now.  Just like last year, I was gone for a lot of the summer, but I can still pronounce Garden 2011 a roaring success.  Only two growing seasons from an arid, hard-packed clay bed, and now there’s deep, soft, dark-brown-if-not-quite-black-yet soil, and millions of worms.  You can’t even scratch your fingers in the mulch without disrupting worms, and plunging a shovel in feels like mass murder.

The tomatoes produced virulently; the evidence was all over the ground, too late to benefit from when we came back post-frost.  Similar for the hot peppers, but most (dozens) of the squash and sugar pumpkins survived to be picked.  The kale did very well this year in its new location, and we got several pounds of beets and root onions.   The scarlet runners and peapods were dry on the vine, and I picked and shucked all of those and dried them for an impressive amount of dried beans for eating or planting next year.  Scarlet runners are so attractively purple.

I’m happy to have at least made micro movements towards seed-saving.  The two skills I really need to improve on are seed-saving and seed-starting- the two shoulder season activities.

My favorite bounty of this year was the kale seeds!  Some kale went to seed and dried outside, and we cut it all to save the seeds.  Look at the mound of them- it’s more than a pound of seeds, which feels like incredible wealth, considering how much a little packet of kale seeds goes for these days, when you can find any.  They also feel really cool, a bowlful of tiny black ball bearings.  I’m sure they’ll be viable, because that kale has already been known to self-propagate.  The pods were all grey and dry, almost uncurling and dropping their payloads at touch, and I threshed them all out by rubbing them between my hands.  Great success.

Oh, and I put in a bed of garlic: at the appropriate depth, and at the right time of year for once.  The chickens made a stab at rearranging my rows, but the garlic should still come in droves next year.

The garden is now closed for the winter.


The fence is down, everything has been dug up or cut down, the sprinkler’s out, and everything is heavily mulched with the dead vines and stalks and hay.

There was some excellent kale, flourishing in the cold weather that we expected to be able to enjoy for some time longer, but once the fence was down the horse came in and enjoyed it first.  No more kale.

Action shot.

We put in a couple more sections of terrace (more than this picture shows), to accommodate most of the fall leaves and manure, and piled the terraces to overflowing with biomass, expecting great settling over the winter.