Planted this week: Pumpkin, carrots. (Still working on the deer fence, so I’m not planting my starts yet, but seeds are ok because the fence will be ready before the seeds sprout.)
Transplanted this week: Peas — the peas I’d planted in a pot were 6-7″ tall and very healthy looking. I put them in the ground. Last I checked (yesterday) it was still unknown whether they would survive — they weren’t looking good, but were still alive 2-3 days after being transplanted. Maybe digging a pot-sized hole and plopping the whole soil mass into one spot might have worked better — instead, I planted each sprout in a row next to the others, which meant a bit more handling of each sprout than perhaps they liked. There really was no need to plant peas in a pot indoors, it was just an experiment to see how they did as compared to the ones outdoors.
Harvested: Nothing
Preserved: Two more onions in the outdoor dehydrator.
Stored: Nope.
Managed: Finally went to pull the last remaining root cellared carrots from the sand bucket, and it was too late. There were only two small ones and two others that were honestly hair-like in size, and the tiny ones had molded and the small ones were very close. I decided they were all post-consumer, so into the compost they went. The only root cellared produce left from last year now is jerusalem artichokes, and I haven’t dug through the bucket sand to check on them, because I don’t really like them that much, and I don’t plan to grow them here. Though, I just had an idea — maybe I’ll plant a row of them, about 5 feet outside the garden fence. If the deer and ground squirrels don’t eat them immediately, they’ll grow some nice tall stalks which can function like a second fence! Ah, well, can’t hurt, eh?
Prepped: When I went to the “junkyard” shop in the County Seat to buy a used washing machine on Monday, I noticed some unopened boxes of canning jars, and a stack of several mini bread pans. I was in a hurry that day, but when I returned to town on Thursday, I went back to check. The boxes of jars were still there, and three of the bread pans. I bought them — one case of widemouth quart jars, one case of pint jars, one case of half-pint jars, one case of mini (4 ounce) jelly jars. All unused (though old and dusty). All with lids. All for $25. Including three mini bread pans. I didn’t know the going price in the stores for this stuff, and the junk place told me they try to sell them for half the new price. Even if I paid a little more than half, that’s okay. Even though this area is not full of peak-oil-aware people, lots of people here cherish their “old fashioned” skills like canning, so I reasoned to myself that it would be unlikely to find this stash at a yard sale (though I really don’t know, and will continue to keep my eyes open for more). I’m not a canner, and don’t have immediate plans to learn, but I recognize good tools and supplies for the future — whether because I will eventually want to learn the skill, or whether so I can barter with those who do can, doesn’t really matter. Now I have the beginnings of a canning stash!
More prep: Nearly done with the garden fence!
Advocated for local [food] economy: Nothing particular this week, though still had some conversations about the upcoming farmer’s market
Cooked something new: I retried millet for breakfast, and it worked this time! I had definitely undercooked it the other time. I drizzled a little olive oil on it, as recommended by something I read, and had some for breakfast. It didn’t taste bad, but wasn’t very appealing to me. I made myself eat about half of a big portion, then put the rest in the fridge. An hour or so later I was hungry, so I tried again — put some soymilk on the rest of it, rather like one might for oatmeal. Somehow, that made all the difference to me (I’m very texture and temperature oriented when it comes to food) and I snarfed up the rest! The only downside is having to plan ahead to soak it overnight. I didn’t notice much of a milky or oily coating that came off during soaking, so someday I might try cooking it without soaking it, to see if it’s really as bitter as what I heard.
More cooking something new: I made garlic bread for a potluck at the next door neighbors’ tonight. About the simplest thing in the world — butter, garlic, bread, oven — but I’d never made it before!
Variation on cooking something new — EATING something new: I don’t believe I’ve ever had rhubarb before. So recently during lunch at the wi-fi cafe, I saw they had some rhubarb tart, and I had a piece. Yum! Now the next step will be to buy some stalks and cook something with them. I do have the sprouts growing, but they will not produce stalks this first year, I don’t think.
Learn a new skill — Other than the new cooking, let’s see — I got pretty creative in my fence construction this week, and it seems to be working well (though no real test until there are garden yummies growing inside, and I see whether the deer get in or not). By the way, since I’m on the topic of keeping the deer out of the garden, it’s time to talk pee :) I’ve switched from using a large bucket to using a small coffee can, for collecting urine. Pretty much every day I take the can outside and empty it. I had been emptying it onto the compost, but I realized that I produce a lot more pee than I do the other components of compost, so I think I was overdoing it! Just when I was at a loss as to make good use of that resource, and was about to return to flushing it away most of the time, a friend mentioned that the scent of human urine was a moderately good way to repel deer. Not as good as the scent of mountain lion urine, but… :) Since this is good mountain lion habitat, I definitely don’t want to lure one unnecessarily by offering their own scent! But I have been using my own, poured on the ground around the outside perimeter of the garden fence. Again, no way to measure success until there is something inside to tempt the deer, so we’ll see.
Update on last week’s skill: the beans I’m trying to sprout have one or two sprouts, but most beans aren’t sprouting. Remember these are really old beans. I’ll give it another several days to see what happens before abandoning them and restarting with fresh beans.
Reduced waste: I’ve been remembering my cloth bags at the grocery store lately. Carried my water bottle to a BBQ Thursday night and again to a speech/dinner Friday night. I even remembered to decline the straw BEFORE I’d opened its little package, when I had iced tea in a restaurant in town Thursday.