The garden is in full production this month. Everything is ripening at once and there seems no time to do anything but process food. That is not a complaint. Every picture of the garden this month will show the door of the shed wide open because of the irritating expectant mother who lives inside. That is a complaint.
The picture below is of the side of the garden closest to the field. First is the okra plants but one long row is too much for us so I divided them into groups of about three plants. I put Zipper peas between the groups so they can run up the okra plants. Their vines can get six feet long.
In front of the okra is a row of tiny White Rice beans which will not get tall and only take up a small space. The next two rows are Henderson bush Lima beans with a new, unknown field pea growing in the last half of one row. We call them Karen's peas after the farmer friend who gave them to Reese. (UPDATE: They are "Hog Brain Peas").
I enjoy fresh beans because they do not taste anything like dried beans or canned beans from the store. The way I explain it is that the flavor is like the difference in a store-bought or canned tomato and a fresh one just picked from the garden. Fresh beans, to me, have a delicious flavor, so good that I am willing to do the work to get them.
Scooter graciously agreed to sit in the middle of everything to show the different sizes of the plants. The Zipper peas are in the top of the picture with the short White Rice beans in front of them. The White Rice beans are immediately above Scooter's back in the picture. To the right (Scooter's left paw side) is Karen's (Hog Brain) peas. To the left in the picture is the Henderson Lima beans.
This view is of the two rows of Henderson Lima beans and the empty area to the right is where the hoop house was during the winter. This spot is now an odd assortment of herbs, lettuce, cabbage and whatever needed to be plopped down. Straight back close to the woods will be this year's winter garden area.
The holes in the leaves of the Henderson Lima beans are caused by Japanese Beetles and June bugs. They don't bother the beans so I don't spray. It appears they do not have many pods. It is an illusion. If the plant is flipped over, the pods are on the underside. It is loaded with many beans.
Here they are after being shelled. The White Rice beans are not ready yet. I planted them late when something else did not germinate in that spot.
I grow the Zipper peas for my son Dustin because beans give him heartburn but for some reason, Zipper peas do not bother him. They are all saved for him.
Henderson Lima |
Karen's Peas |
Zipper Peas |
Below on the left is Henderson Lima with a new pod above and a dried pod underneath showing how much they shrink when they dry. Next is my favorite, Peruvian Lima which I found at Whole Foods Grocery in their bulk bin years ago. I tried planting them and was surprised to find some of the seeds were bush (two feet tall) and others had vines which grew at least 25 feet tall. When they are fresh, they are HUGE!! One bean is almost all you can fit in your mouth at once. They are slow-growing so I usually don't get many.
Calico, Black, Violetta and Jackson Wonder are all planted together on my arches because I love the variety and surprise when I open a pod. Each one will be a different color. They may have crossed, but I don't care.
At the far right is the tiny White Rice beans which I cook with rice and use as bean sprouts.
The area closest to the yard has two rows of peanuts on the left, then tomatoes going up the poles and sweet potatoes on the far right.
A peanut plant has blooming yellow flowers which will fall down and form stems called "pegs". They grow into the soil and form the peanut underground. It is best to hoe underneath right when it blooms so the ground will be loose so the pegs can penetrate. But other than that, they are no work until late Fall. Since my ground is hard clay, I wait until after a good rain when it is easy to carefully pull them up as the peanuts hang off the underside. Wash off the mud, leave them out in the sunshine to dry, then pull the peanuts off, that is all the work needed.
I am growing two types: a large Valencia because they are easy to shell and a black kind because they have the best flavor. We store them in the basement where they easily keep all year-long. We like them roasted with a little butter and salt.
The tomatoes are rapidly growing up the stakes but the sweet potatoes will soon overtake the lower part of the tomatoes. It won't matter since the tomatoes grow up and the sweet potatoes spread out along the ground. The picture on the right below is a close-up of the vines. They will root where they touch the ground and sweet potatoes will grow underground in those spots. When they reach the yard, Bill will run over them with the riding mower to keep them contained. Digging them up in an area that has not been plowed is difficult. We will wait until around the first frost to harvest them. It will be a big job.
I am growing two types: a large Valencia because they are easy to shell and a black kind because they have the best flavor. We store them in the basement where they easily keep all year-long. We like them roasted with a little butter and salt.
Pegs dropping down. |
Pegs in the ground. |
Malabar Spinach. |
White Cherry Tomato with Malabar Spinach. |
Intense Purple Amaranth |
This crazy looking thing is a collard plant. Seriously. It went to seed, I never got out to collect them and now little collard plants are coming up everywhere. I suppose this area will once again be my winter collard garden. I know, I should have moved it to another area, but, well, this is easier.
Collards self-seeding. |
The strawberry plants in the middle of the garden have gone dormant from the heat. They look rough, only have a few berries which are not sweet. It is time for them to be cut back and mulched so they can begin their Fall growth. When the weather cools, they will begin producing again and the berries will become sweet.
I grew a watermelon! I grew a watermelon! However, knowing when to pick it at the right time is not easy for me. I watched it closely and when I realized it was beginning to rot, I immediately harvested it. Like I said, harvesting watermelons at peak ripeness is a skill I haven't acquired.
After cutting it open, it was delicious, but a bit seedy.
Remember my amazing compost pile in last month's post? Here it is again! I am so proud. It has grown out of control, through the fence and out into the field.
When we had the field cut three weeks ago, the man who bushhogged the field kindly avoided the squash plant. This is the back side of the fence where Bill is weed eating a path for me so I can harvest the wayward squash.
I am standing in the field with the garden to my left. |
I am in the field with the garden to my right. |
Unimpressive field gate. |
Below I have cut up a large and a small squash to show the difference. The flesh is white when small then turns butternut orange as it matures. Even at the large size below, the skin is still soft enough for your fingernail to pierce it.
I use it as follows:
Small to Medium - blended in smoothies, boiled, sauteed, or any way you would use yellow squash.
Large but still green as in the picture below - when the skin begins to become tough, sliced, battered and fried.
Huge and orange - not pictured. If you leave it on the vine to mature, they turn into orange butternut squash, the flavor changes and becomes very sweet. We had a blind taste test one Thanksgiving and my family voted them sweeter than Waltham butternut squash.
Seeds - are delicious toasted with a bit of olive oil and salt.
Storage - They can be dehydrated, frozen and canned. Plus after maturing and curing, they will store for over one year. I know, I had some last that long. It was the year I planted six in the garden. Big mistake. I didn't think we would ever get them all eaten.
Tahitian Butternut Squash |
This is how it looked two weeks later after the June post when the squash vine borer had destroyed it. The picture on the right is the vine after it had been eaten. When I put the poison on the stem in last's month post, the borer was already inside so it did not kill it. I pulled the stem apart, found the borer, then SMASHED IT WITH MY FOOT! My revenge for what it did to my yellow squash plant.
No post is complete unless I share about Scooter. He is not happy. He has been having a rough time and wished to express his frustrations to his fans.
"I am not happy! It is irritating being ignored while Mom works in the kitchen canning all day and while everyone does something secret without me by the compost pile. I am also being forced to share my special-on-guard-duty-protecting-the-pack spot with Lima beans." Complained Scooter. "I hate Lima beans!"
"There are Lima Beans everywhere, on the floor, in the chairs, in my food bowl; I hate Lima Beans. Mom can't do anything without dropping food and she expects me to keep the floor clean. I am not going to lick up Lima Beans!" Fussed Scooter. "I wish Mom would can chicken or hamburgers or HOT DOGS! Why can't Mom can hot dogs? The only clean spot where I can watch for falling hot dogs is under the rocking chair."
It was embarrassing, but I had to admit Scooter was right. When canning I make a big mess, so much that I said to Bill, "This kitchen is such a mess I am going to take a picture, put it on my blog, so everyone can see this disaster." I usually wait until canning season is over in the Fall to clean up.
Bill didn't say a word, he got up, loaded the dishwasher, wiped down the counters then swept the floor. Was he embarrassed for the world to see my kitchen, or afraid of getting food poison or does he really love me? Whatever the reason, he cleaned my kitchen! Here is a picture of something no one has ever seen before, my clean kitchen during harvest season!
Yep, this is really my kitchen. The laptop is on the table because I like to watch Youtube videos while cutting up squash, shelling beans and keeping an eye on the canner.
This is the pile of produce which won't fit in the refrigerator on the other side of the room waiting for my attention.
It was an exciting once in a lifetime event. Now for the truth. This is what the harvest season is really like.
Whew! |