small garden project

garden,seasons | Sunday, July 21st, 2013

growing what we can and learning along the way. i super scored a whole bunch of pots curbside so i could extend the garden space and keep all those extra squash that sprouted;garden start of JulyNo Captionbee watching

haha. yes i did just take (and post) a shot of me posing my sunsquash but seriously! it’s soooo cute and growing every day;

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cukes were an unexpected surprise. i thought they were going to be squash too;

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a 2nd flowering growing up to be next year’s pea seeds; 

second round of peas

looking forward to a stalk of brussel sprouts come Thanksgiving;

so excited for a stalk of brussel sprouts come Thanksgiving

so i just learned that borage is related to comfrey and the leaves are nutrient rich for compost. i’ve been tucking some leaves into my potted raspberry stalks.

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5 hanging pots of ever bearing berries. these have been a treat to wake up to;

every day some ripe berries

a morning harvest in earl July of 6 blueberries, 11 strawberries, 3 squash flowers and edible borage flowers;

morning harvest; 6 blueberries, 11 strawberries, 3 squash flowers and edible borage flowers.

this mornings harvest of 5 peas, 10 strawberries, 1 cherry tomato, beet kale and romaine greens for smoothie and a sprig of field mint for cocktail hour;

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anyone else working on a small garden project?

simple living – Okanagan part 1

There’s something about being away from all the comforts of home and the conveniences of a well established routine that is so deeply satisfying. Getting away, making do and then finding a new forgiving sort of rhythm seems a most appropriate thing to do in the height of Summer. The simple living we established in the Okanagan over our 12 day getaway leaves me full and gracious. i am gently reminded of the slower pace that is not only enough but a gift i hope to call upon in the depths of Winter. Sleeping in darkness, rising with the sun and the birds, achieving a nourishing meal, sensing an eagerness from all to move forward on to the day’s adventure…There is much to marvel in the gardens, fields and waysides that life can’t help but unroll in abundance if only you just open your arms to receive it.

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our days simplified

i’ve picked up Simplicity Parenting again to read a 2nd time. It’s the kind of book to pick up now and again as a constant reminder especially if, like me, you tend to lose focus in the busyness of days. I feel like i need to reset my intention of creating less stress, not only for my boys but for me. While a part of me (the multi tasking part of me) feels full and satisfied to knock things off the great “to do” list, a deeper part of me knows that an afternoon in the yard with soup on the stove is enough. it was a good day despite our colds.

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from Peter Pan to Robin Hood

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Okanagan in August

Life has been busy and it’s taken me until now to reflect on our somewhat recent trip to the Okanagan. And so a little back tracking because it really is too good to just let go without sharing and there is so much…

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Freya

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Always when i arrive in the Okanagan there is a transition time during which i flail between painfully reminiscing all that annoys me about the place where i grew up and the inevitable deep well of love that i always trip, fall and tumble into. i know this pattern, i’ve come to trust it’s occurrence and i know that i must schedule a good week or more to get through and over the hump and down to good times and beauty. i often take a few days adjusting to the desert heat and this time was no exception. i felt like a pressure pot full of grumps anxious to explode and get on with things. i suppose i also set myself up with great expectations of August and it’s abundance of juicy peaches. To find the fruits otherwise was a great disappointment. The neighbor’s orchard we have freely wandered over years past had been leased to folk we don’t know who sprayed who knows what and then picked the trees clean of hard green peaches! It was tragic! Indeed i had the great expectation of being up to my elbows in peach juice each and every morning for breakfast. Alas no, but, here where the fields are full and the lake water blue, here where peach trees self seed in the middle of the garden as do hazel nut trees about the yard, here where the doe with their fawn meander and sleep between corn field and orchards, here where i dream and feel possibilities, here there is still much to indulge in even if i do have to buy my peaches from another orchard. What really did it for me this time, what knocked me to my senses and settled me deep in love and to extend my trip an extra day and then again another was diving underwater in the refreshing and yet warm lake blue. There were many days spent at various beaches.

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Keigen

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Little A loved best to see the cats, to bake and eat biscuits with grandma P, to pull weeds and gather seed pods, to make friendship bracelets and play tag with new friends. He loved the local bookstore, the new to him puzzles, to dig potatoes, to stay up late and have tea and treats with the adults and later text his papa. He loved digging at the beach and rolling in the sand.
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dried up river bed

Little M loved best to be a free bird exploring everything, everywhere, pointing out the numerous things in the sky; birds, planes, jet streams, the moon, the star studded sky, a tree full of birds noisy with their song….and as above, below; ants, beetles, crickets, dirt, sand, mud… He loved calling the cats and following the deer. He loved his first peach and the ones offered after. He loved the beach and walking into the lake and he loved playing with Grandma P’s salad spinner!

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I couldn’t really find a place for this photograph that my mom took of me in her old paisley dress, one from her days growing up on the farm. I used to wear it some in high school and i still love the fit of it; i’m just not sure i can pull off those loud colors any place other than in the garden. that and the poly. Still, i keep it, tucked away in her closet, trying it on now and then, in summers.

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summer isn’t long enough.

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visit to the old community gardens

Hello September. You came in with a gentle cool breeze and on my walks with the wee one i notice the fallen leaves, some slight changes in color and the odd green acorn. Still, i’m not giving up my hopes for an extended Summer despite the Equinox approaching and “back to school” on Tuesday. I feel like there is much to update but i’m just not getting around to it – August has been full.  I took the boys to the OKanagan for 10 days and have hardly even looked at the photos since our return as events and stress escalated peaking yesterday and now i’m feeling ready to chill out. Whew. The boys and i spent most of our day around the home, doing very little which was really quite a lot and finally ventured out late afternoon for a wander in our old hood, the community gardens. We spent hours there, marveling, wandering in and out of garden gates, between the rows, collecting whichever seedpods were dried, picking and eating blackberries, visiting with all the dogs and walkers passing by…. It was nothing short of awesome.

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