Hardy Hibiscus, finally in bloom! |
September. The rain we needed in July is happening again
today. That’s ok, because I needed to make pasta sauce with the ripe paste
tomatoes, but it’s also cold, which is slowing down the tomato-ripening. And that’s ok, because it’s easier to sleep in cool
weather, and it’s easier to do the kinds of work in the garden that involves
hauling around heavy things and crawling around under blueberry bushes to chop
stuff out – except that it’s raining. So I’m not.
My current list of things to do in the garden includes:
- Finish putting bricks in front of the garage, after The Husband fetches more bricks from the pile of abandoned, used ones a friend said we could scavenge
- Tie up the trumpet vine and wisteria vine
- Fix the end of the soft pathway into the field - pavers, bricks, something, but do some serious weeding first
- Redo the old potato-bag space and finish the new potato-bag space The Husband started – get half cement blocks, dig up the weeds between it and the old wall, prepare it for planting next spring
- Put pavers and pebbles around the new wind-thingy so it doesn’t fall over this winter
- Finish fertilizing the fruit trees and raspberries
- Cut out old raspberry canes as soon as they’re done producing
- Mulch old raspberry bed with new hay and new raspberry bed with straw, and come up with some sort of fencing for latter
Lots and lots of apples this year! |
- Finish putting down cardboard mulch and covering with cedar chips in the blueberries
- Re-cedar the soft path en
- Ask the Barkie Boys’ ashes if they’re ready to go live outside, or if they need another winter inside near the couch. Don’t cry while doing this.
- When it’s just a little cooler (and dryish) bring the indoor plants indoors, and bring in also the solar lights on the wart and in the garden
- When it's even cooler, dump the annuals into the compost bins and store the pots once they’ve dried out
- Order perennials and plant them when they come
- Figure out where to put them first, which means make that perennial map I’ve been avoiding all summer
- Mark the perennials so I don’t weed them out next spring like I suspect I did last spring, and so I don’t plant over them with new perennials – use cheap chopsticks? And the map – make the damned map, already!
- Keep picking and processing tomatoes, runner beans, summer squashes, green beans, and greens as they’re ready, continue to monitor the winter squashes and when they’re ready, pick them for storage, and don’t forget the remaining parsley root, carrots, and beets
- Yank out veg plants that are no longer productive and add to compost bins
- Turn the square in front of the dragon into a cedar-chipped interesting spot
- Store bean towers and tomato cages and pots and wart furniture and so on, don’t forget the hoses!
Scarlet runner and fava beans |
- Keep weeding
- Put lots of wood chips under the apple tree. Nag The Husband about making wood chips. Nag again. And again…
- Pick the pears – how does one tell they’re ready, again? Enlist the Tall Dude to help, I’ll never reach them all
- Pick and dry the remaining Bells of Ireland – sniff sniff sniff, incredible fragrance!
- Don’t forget to pull and dry the gladiola corms when they’re done
- Make the corn experiment spot more permanent
The first fruit of the corn experiment. Other veggies in shot for size comparison! |
- Start to weed out some of that marjoram that’s ‘way too vigorous
- Put out stakes so snowplows don’t run into blueberries and rock-like-things walls
- Weed some more
- Get wrap and wrap the trunks of the new fruit trees so the field mice don’t feast on them this winter
Well, that’s part of it, and
that’s only the main things on the outdoors list. Clearly, some of those things
won’t need to be done right away, but September’s melting away faster than
expected!
This is the time of year when
everything in Nature seems to be hesitating, and listening carefully, carefully.
The cricket song has changed, the bird song is changing and some have left us
already, as have some butterflies and other insects. There’s a sweet contented
feeling in patches of sun, my garden toad family seems to be very busy, and you
can almost hear pumpkins and winter squash ripening.
I think that Buzzy Boy has
migrated, but one of the Buzzys is still here – I’m assuming Buzzy Girl; I get
buzzed when I’m in the garden near the scarlet runner beans, especially, but
the buzzer isn’t holding still long enough for me to come up out of my bend,
locate the buzzer, and get glasses on so I can see if there’s a red throat or
not. Buzzy Boy would usually wait so we could lock eyes. But then, his feeder
is still emptying pretty quickly, so I’m not sure. Whoever it is, they’ll be
gone soon, the light and temperature has changed and little tiny birds won’t be
able to subsist here much longer.
My freezers are filling quickly,
and the big sunflowers, at least, are heavy-headed with seeds. There are many
bees still busy, busy, very very busy amongst the beans and smaller, many-flowered
sunflowers, the cosmos and calendula, the scarlet runner flowers, the marjoram
flowers, the fall raspberries and the fall flowers that are just starting to
open or are long bloomers – asters, fall clematis, goldenrod, tansy, gladiolas,
speedwell veronica, lady’s thumb, hardy
hibiscus, helenium, anemone, Black-eyed Sue, some late wild daisies, Lady’s
Thumb, foxglove, pincushion flower, Love Lies Bleeding, thyme and mint, and the
ever-taller, still beautiful, amaranth.
I fished out my fall scarf today, and the silk wrapped ‘round my chilly
neck is comforting and warming. Time to get out all the scarves, and maybe even
the fingerless mittens. I expect we’ll have warm, maybe even humid, weather
again this season before we’re done, but in this part of the world, you can’t
be sure.
In the meantime: glorious,
gorgeous world, with maples starting to flare, and the smell of warm earth and
vegetation starting to die back and become humus. Wood stacks grow, the Enfield
Harvest People are starting to arrive, apples are ripe and ready, and even my
corn experiment has produced one small ear with pretty normal-sized kernels –
amazing!
And there’s an amazing, orange baby
toad in my garden. September can be magical.
The amazing, baby orange toad on a mottled summer squash leaf | All photos Debra Marshall |
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