Sun Setting On The First Tomatoes

Tomorrow in the garden I'll be taking out the mystery squash, watering, and maybe planting something in the box with the strawberries. 

Tonight, I'll dive further into my book AN EXTRAVAGANT HUNGER: the passionate years of M.F.K. Fisher by Anne Zimmerman.   M.F.K. was a woman who wrote about food and life and passion like no one else and I thought I should read about her with the hopes that it might be of some influence on me.  Today, July 3rd, was her birthday, just over 100 years ago.  She was a woman who only came into her own writing and voice later on in her life, so I have some hope!  

Now, though, with the holiday just an hour away,  I'll wish you a HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY with my VERY poorly styled shot of clams and fresh baked bread from a little road trip I took to Malibu this afternoon.  I tried to place the flag artfully and then just decided on the Mount Everest approach and simply stabbed the bread.   I just couldn't be bothered to make it nicer,  you know, what with the fish and chips sitting just off to the side to devour and my belly crying out for some food! 

Patience

I'm obviously not the first person, writer, poet or farmer with a pipe to give this tidbit of wisdom... But, gardening takes PATIENCE.  It takes patience because crops fail at any given point in the process, even after you've put months of time in.  It takes patience because sometimes the seeds don't even sprout.  It takes patience because sometimes you just have to take a deep breath when half your plant has been eaten by a critter or as I experienced today, it is very clear that a snail (or 5) has taken a slimy joy ride on your beautiful sage. 

But, patient I was in my quest for dried fava beans. 

My fava obsession started last year when I planted the variety of "Windsor Broad Beans" and ate them green in any number of varied ways and loved them.  I loved them, in particular, with farmer's market raw fresh peas swirled up in the food processor with lemon and garlic and a really good parmigiana-reggiano and then set atop a garlic toast and topped with fresh pea sprouts and bufalo mozzarella. 

But, after the incident of the mystery beans, I began to wonder if I could find myself this year with some dried fava beans in order to make Fuul.  Fuul is what began each and every day of my Egyptian trip.  It's favas, garlic, lemon, salt.  All blended up like a hummous.  And it's fresh and delicious and it brings me back to mornings at the eco lodge on the cool porch being served a boiled egg and fuul and mint tea before I would set out riding the fastest horse in the most glorious of Sea Sands.  

But, I digress....

So, this year I went ahead and planted another crop of fava beans.  The variety has long escaped me now.  And they grew less and produced less, but they grew nonetheless.  They grew and flowered and made pods and grew pods.  And then I waited.  I refrained from harvesting the plump green pods with their "fed ex" bubble wrap around each bean.  I just waited.  And waited.  Eventually I stopped watering and then cursed the rain.  But, slowly the pods turned black and wrinkled and the stalks died.  And yesterday I did it.  I took those wrinkled up old pods.

Then I didn't know WHAT to do.  So, I googled.  And I found Patrick.  Patrick has a great blog called the Bifurcated Carrot.  And despite an age old posting on favas as ground covering, he responded to my question in the comment section within a few hours.  And then answered a second set of questions.  So, a big thank you to him.  I would have left them in the pods to dry further.  And that would have been a sad ending to my game of patience. 

And so here I am with a bowl full of dried fava beans (that still have more drying and then freezing to do apparently) and some fuul is within my reach!  I suppose I should have waited to do this post until after I'd made some and posted a lovely photo for you dear reader to see, as well.

But, I didn't have the patience.....

A Run On The Garden

I took a little (slow) run today.  And when I say little, I mean it.  But still, it was further than I've gone in very long time.   I've had conflicting medical advice about whether running or anything more than yoga is okay for my poor adrenals.  I've also been told by someone else that I'm running out of fear - you know, "fight or flight".  That I'm flighting....   In some ways, I'm just starting to finally feel and look like myself again so someone else said, it was me exercising my strength and health.   I was once a little sporty warrior.  You know, back in the day....  Granted, the day was a looooooong time ago.  I think it might be a little of all of that...All of it feels right and partially true depending on the day.

But, I ended my little run  (and did I mention how little) at the garden which is always a peaceful, restful, restorative place.  I got there before the sun had hit anything more than the bright yellow, white and orange ranunculus and I cooled down in the sweet shade.

The tomatoes have jumped in height so I guess they've taken well to things.  Some of the dubious onions I got for a bargain actually came up.  The late planted garlic seems to be thriving, as well.   I even got a garlic scape today.  One cucumber seedling has gone M.I.A.   I suspect the racoon.  But the other two are growing healthy broad leaves.

The big news is that after consulting the garden manager,  I made the decision to stop watering the fava beans.  It's getting too hot and it's their time to go.  I'll let the pods dry out on the vines so I'll have dried beans to make fuul this winter.  *does happy dance*   The beans will feed me as the fava's fed that raised bed.

I gave the little plot a good soaking.  It's going to be hot today.  I came home with what I suspect will be the last cutting of flowers and some peaches from the community tree.  I feel lucky to have that little place of heaven where my adrenals and I can rest and restore.

April Showers...

I took a walk/run early today to try to beat the rain (I didn't), but stopped in my garden on the way back anyway to pick a few peaches and make sure that the seedlings I planted on Friday had made a nice transition.  I wanted to know that I had watered deep enough when I transplanted them that the very light rain today would be enough (I did). 

I have lots of gardening things I want to blog about:  beets and the awesome way I found to plant them this year,  a funny labeling story I read and what it brings to mind, and some interesting things that have resulted from joining the garden writers association (including offers of free loot...hmmm).  But, I have things I want to shoot because the loft is like a gigantic softbox today. 

So, I'll quickly share these two tidbits:

One is a chart of my little 12 x 5 garden, even though it's only an iphone shot from this morning and you can't see the beets or herbs.  Excuse the typo in rosemary:

 

And the other is this contraption I built.  When I moved into a different loft two months ago, I lost a lot of storage where I used to keep all my gardening things:  seeds, seed starting trays, wellies, etc.  Now, I don't even have an out of the way hallway where I can keep my garden sneakers without being seen by the neighbors like a did before and I have less storage inside the loft, too.  Because of that, I settled on a space near the front door as the "garden center".  But, all the cabinets that would fit there were either really ugly or really expensive.  So, I took an old bookshelf and fashioned a fitted covering for it out of some cheap fabric I got at ikea.  It's simple and looks fine next to the front door without calling too much attention to itself.  Except for those buttons.  What was I thinking?  I'll find new and fun buttons for it when I have a chance...  I don't have a sewing machine so it was all various forms of iron seams and velcro.   Probably cost me about 12 bucks and a few hours of my time.  Look at me all DIY.  

A Gooder Friday Could Not Have Been Had

 

You might recall my whimsy about a bouquet in this post a few weeks ago.... Well, I think this lovely thing today can go rosemary to rosemary with it.  This time it's a bit more traditional, as I got to add some ranunculus from my very own plot.  I also bundled up some rosemary, chives, and this time some lovely mint from my newly designated "herb" section.  I think some mojitos are in order.  

It is quite a thrill to have "cutting flowers" this summer.  There are lots more buds so I'm looking forward to weeks of fresh flowers.  I noticed in Trader Joe's a bunch about this big was priced at $5.99.  I paid $4.98 for the entire packet of 18 bulbs which has already garnered me two cuttings for my vase. 

In less economically favorable news, I didn't start any seeds this year.  It fell under the keep it simple for myself category.  So, I visited the nursery.  I came back with new gloves (mine were stolen!), three tomato seedlings, two pepper plants (yellow and jalepeno), marigolds, sage, and a bag of red onions they gave me for a dollar because there were only a handful of viable onion bulbs in the bag this late in the season.  Oh, and a terra cotta pot to plant one of the peppers in.  So, $35.00 later, I'm sure (even accounting for a boom tomato season), I could buy the produce much cheaper.  But, I got my hands in the dirt for three full hours and my garden looks full of promise!

So, a "Good"er Friday could not have been had....

April 15th

Some people call it Tax Day.

Some people call it the first day of Fishing Season in Pennsylvania.

I call it my Dad's Birthday.

Love you, Daddy-O. 

Fight For Your Right...

This is a conventional apple.  See how shiny and perfect and fake it looks.  Pesticides and chemicals you can't eat on their own will do that for you...  And suck all the flavor out while they are at it!  Oh YUM.  I photographed this for a project I'd packed away awhile ago due to the cost of the complicated framing process.  But, I've pulled it out, am "re-borrowing" the film camera I shot it with and when it's done, I'll "frame" it digitally now. 

Last night Jamie Oliver's second season of THE FOOD REVOLUTION aired on ABC.  As of the episode last night, he had been forbidden to come into the LA Unified School District to see what our kids are eating and how it might be improved.  Shameful.

Here's the trailer for the show.  TRAILER  For those of you in Long Beach, you'll see a few glimpses of Chef Paul who is our own LB version of Jamie Oliver (bless his mutton side burns) THE FOOD REVOLUTION is fun to watch even as he exposes some pretty dare I say "icky" stuff.  

Jamie Oliver is not against burgers and fries.  He's not one of THOSE guys.  He just wants it to be the healthiest and best quality and tasting burger and fries you can get for your money. 

Cutting Flowers

I wanted cutting flowers this year from my garden.  

Just like the ladies in the books and the movies and the poems.

Today, I cut my very first ones.  They please me so. 

A walk...

I don't imagine at this point in my life I'll ever walk down an aisle or the equivalent stretch of beach, but this would have been the perfect bouquet, which I gathered in my garden this morning.  Who wouldn't want to walk towards the person they love embraced by the sweet smells of rosemary, mint and chive?  Oh and just a little bit of baby beet leaves for whimsy!

Well, for today most of it will go in a roasted chicken.  Which is just fine, too.

Valentines Come in All Shapes and Sizes...

She Isabelle of the garden...

Spring, Sprang, Sprung

After a wasted Saturday spent at my office in LA waiting for a Federal Express package that didn't come,  I decided on an easy stroll around the neighborhood to work out some aches and pains from a hard yoga class I took last night.  So, me, my achy core, and my camera set off to explore.  It was late afternoon with moody skies and dramatic light hitting the buildings, making them seem like works of art.  Eventually,  at dusk, I ended up in the garden.  And Spring has most definitely Sprung...

Apples

Fava

Raspberry

More peach blossoms

And even more peach blossoms

Most of the monarchs have burst free of their chrysalis', but this little guy is still holding on.  I hope he's coming soon because I need to take that covering off my beets!

I also photographed the flower bulbs I planted this year which miraculously are coming up beautifully, as well as my hyacinth which has just started peaking its head above ground, again.  But, I'll share those another day. In the meantime, enjoy the blossoms.  I did.