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plenty to eat

Happy Father’s Day

Apart from ‘right plant, right place’ a gardener in the Whatcom Falls neighborhood offered me the sage advice ‘don’t baby it.’ Now I find myself repeating the phrase.  I gave the heirloom tomatoes I started from Territorial seed a 10% survival rating.  A bail of soil conditioner and an application of bone meal later  (channeling Grandpa) – look at my damn tomatoes! 
Tomato trellis a la Steve Solomon

Tomato trellis a la Steve Solomon

This training method comes from Steve Solomon’s Growing Vegetables West of the Cascades.  I bought this at Village Books with my used book credit.  (Village takes used books?!  Where have I been the last 9 years, this is the best deal ever!).  I bought this along with another biblical garden text, Eliot Coleman’s The New Organic Grower.  Steve Solomon started Territorial Seed Co and resides in Oregon – a great reason to buy Territorial.  Solomon can recommend seed varieties for our region – Sunset Region 4: Cold-Winter Areas of the North Coast and Mild-Winter Areas of Alaska and British Columbia. 

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Peas If You Please

I’ve been eagerly awaiting Joe’s Gardens English shelling peas.  Last week I stopped by and asked the farmer when his tender and sweet shelling peas would be ready for the picking.  He grumbled “It may be next Saturday… it MAY not…” 

Translation: patience.

This morning (yes, they were ready on Saturday), Joe’s handmade “Shelling Peas” sign beckoned me to get them while I can.  I filled a bag with the green pods as I tried to remember a recipe for a delicious pea soup with ginger and orange.

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Impromptu Mom + Son Hike

Sunday began with a bit of a promise of rain.  We definitely could use some and would like to turn off the garden hose.  I’m thinking about hunting for a couple great looking vessels that could be used as rain barrels for the garden patch.

The hubster was studying securities blah, blah, blah for work while son and I were looking for something to do.  Looking out the window we determined it would only be overcast – no rain, no excuses for staying indoors today. 

In the mood for shellfish and a trip to Taylor Shellfish Farm, I suggested that my son and I head to Larrabee and hike to Fragrance Lake. 

Winding our way down Chuckanut Drive through dense trees and ferns, we stopped to take photos of the islands jutting out of the water and touching the flat, grey sky. 

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heirloom of ones own

Our bookclub recently discussed how Barbara Kingsolver’s Animal, Vegetable, Miracle impacted us – positively to say the least –  yards of compost spread, homemade pizza nights initiated, hundreds of lettuce and carrot seeds sown.  My copy (with many underlined paragraphs and !!!) is already out on loan.  I started to be more aware of my food choices, hunting for products grown in Whatcom County (at the very least Washington state) and I did sow more frost-hardy vegetables in the backyard.  I wish I could tell you that I stopped there, but as you’ll see my enthusiasm for the book is growing, literally.  Joel and I now have a feathered flock of five!  Welcome, ladies.

5chicks

5 chicks – no dudes:  2 Araucana, 2 Rhode Island Red & a lone Buff Orpington

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april showers can be overrated

Is it here yet?  With each sunny day and budding branch on my young dogwoods and maples the inevitable is coming.  Spring seems to be shaking the frost from Bellingham.  This has been an unusually cold winter.  We are all ready for the big thaw. 

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start from scratch

I recently celebrated the anniversary of my 29thbirthday (which one will be left unsaid).  In my family, we plan for a birthWEEK instead of a birthDAY.  Mine began the Friday before the big day with a special date dinner with my hubby and son and a glass, or two, of vino.  Family gifts were opened on the official date. Dad sent the gift of possibilities (check), sis sent her handiwork in the form of a beautiful indigo tote, in-laws a trip to the Garden Spot, and friends and co-workers flowers to gift certs to the Chrysalis Spa.  What arrived late was something I’ve desired for a long time.  My wonderful husband was dismayed that the delivery of my KitchenAid Pro Series standing mixer in caviar was delayed.  As for me, I’m more than amenable to prolonging gift procurement.

I adore opening my front door to a package. This time, I was not disappointed. There it was, the Pro Series. Unfortunately any baking would have to wait until our new oven was working. A coil had failed, or something to that effect, and we were assured the part was on it’s way Friday afternoon. Eager to dive in, I began the bread making process with the thought that it would rise while the repairman worked his magic. I decided to tackle a pullman loaf, or pain de mie – a more dense yet not too heavy, yeasty bread, and was just about to add the yeast to the warm milk/water mixture when the doorbell rang with the serviceman.
 


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