2013 Garden of Weeds

All winter long I dream of summer in my garden.  February/March sees me tenderly planting seeds to get things growing for the greenhouse.  April the ground is cultivated and tilled and the excitement grows as my garlic pushes its eager face up through the straw mulch.

Basil Seedlings for planting

Basil Seedlings for planting

In May and June the garden starts in earnest with planting of potatoes, beans, peas, peppers, squash and my beloved heirloom tomatos, by the hundreds.  So clearly during the month of July, after taking off my garlic scapes, I must have blinked.  I turned around and wondered aloud “Where did the weeds come from?”.  Admittedly we had copious rain and lots of warm sun this year but my garden now looked like Jack and the Beanstalk had taken up residence. 

Bindweed, pigweed and weeds that I’m sure have names longer than the tap root I was about to yank out.  Seriously, I couldn’t see my tomato plants for the waving heads of weeds.  I am loath to remove the milkweed as the flowers are so beautiful and fragrantly reminiscent of lilac and I welcome the Monarch butterflies and bees to my garden.  The rest of the weeds however had to go. 

Beautiful Milkweed Flower

A solid week working methodically row by row (the garden is on the mammoth side) wheelbarrow loads to the weed pile, I could feel the gentle breeze blowing between the rows, sun warming and ripening fruits and there was a restored sense of calm to the summer garden.  Two weeks since my weeding marathon and the new growth on the veggies is extraordinary.. 

I am waiting for a boy scout to arrive and present me with a merit badge for forestry as the tomatos are now almost 5 feet tall and ripening fruit faster than shooting stars. 

All is good in the summer garden.

Ernie’s Plump straight from the garden

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Opening The Old Barn Door

So…here I sit with my fingers poised ever so lightly on the keyboard and I’m staring at a blank screen.  My own blog — wow…always wanted one but now what? This kinda reminds me of grade 10 English Composition class when you had an assignment to write a short story based on some random word or phrase thrown out, seemingly, on a whim by the teacher.  I always had brain freeze.  Okay, let me start at the beginning and tell you a bit about myself and what I do; seems like a good enough place to start.

 

I am a full time organic farmer – not a big farm, just a small family farm where my husband and I can grow what we need to eat and offer up the extra when possible.  We grow heirloom vegetables and take seed saving seriously.  We have a flock of laying hens, and Katahdin sheep and raise our own meat chickens as well.  Having moved from the big city to our little piece of heaven about 12 years ago, we constantly astound ourselves with what we have learned – we didn’t grow so much as leaf lettuce when we lived in the city.  My journey to follow my dream sounds like a good idea for another blog post down the road as I really believe in following your heart. 

Plate of Heirloom Beauty

I am a full fledged tomato geek….I love them and the stories that come along with these wonderful heirloom beauties.  Like fine wine, they each have a flavor of their own and the colour array is astounding.  More in a future blog on heirloom tomatoes – I can go on and on about that topic. 

Garlic Scape - yummy goodness

My other growing fascination is garlic – I planted approximately 1800 bulbs last fall of 15 heirloom varieties.  With our early spring they have blasted off and are growing like crazy.  I can hardly wait for the scapes to appear. It is a labour of love to cut each scape from the plant and my mouth starts to water at the thoughts of pickled scapes, scape pesto etc. Sounds like another topic to me.

To provide balance in my life I share my passion for vintage postcards and paper ephemera through my Etsy shop (TheOldBarnDoor).  How I ended up collecting postcards is certainly fodder for another blog along with why bother collecting and what you can do with them in terms of crafting. 

Vintage Postcards as works of art

Vintage Postcards capture our history

Vintage Postcards capture our history

Real Photo postcards capture life's moments

Vintage postcards display nature's beauty

Gee, for someone who didn’t have anything to say for her first blog,this is a good start.  I’m so thrilled to finally have a blog.  This is a rather amazing feat when you consider that I’m still on dial up phone connection for my internet and have no cell phone service in my area – remember those days?

I look forward to sharing my passion for eating fresh and local along with my love of vintage postcards, stamp collecting and misc paper ephemera.  Oh…I love to cook too so you can expect me to ramble on about that as well. And, photography…

TheOldBarnDoor is creaking closed for now