The End (of the Season) Is Nigh

It's early October, and the weather is decidedly cooler. Leaves have changed and litter the lawn and garden. Thankfully, no frosts have hit the garden yet, but the plants are definitely on the way out. Harvesting has slowed down, and my chores inside—freezing, canning, pickling, cooking, storing, drying—have stepped up.

Now seems a good time to provide an overview of the season and how the garden did. That is, which veggies produced loads of food, and which didn't; which new methods or fences or varieties worked, and which didn't; which pests (bugs, varmints) invaded, which got their butts kicked. Herewith my review:

The Bad News First

The biggest disappointment and concern this year probably goes to the tomatoes. Yes, they looked fabulous for most of the summer. Yes, I harvested lots and lots. The Omar's Lebanese were outstanding plants, and this was probably my best year for Brandywines and San Marzanos, which were gigantic.

A small fraction of the tomatoes harvested this year

But a very late blight made a real mess of the end of all the plants and the fruit on them. I never keep a very close tally of all the quarts canned or frozen, the pounds weighed, etc. But I reckon I froze about 12 quarts of tomato puree and 10 quarts of tomato sauce, one large tray of a tomato and squash casserole, 4 pints of pickled cherry tomatoes, and ate about two dozen tomato sandwiches, tons of cherry tomatoes, and a big plate of yummy tomato slices with mozzarella. I estimate that I would have had twice as many to harvest and eat (or give away!) if not for that blight—although I don't think I could have eaten four dozen tomato sandwiches between August 25 (c. when the first tomato was ready) and now.

The side note for tomatoes this year are the volunteers. Matt's Wild Cherry is a variety that never ever goes away, even if you stop planting it. I had so many cherry tomatoes from this variety that I estimate I could have filled 10 pints every other day for three or four weeks straight. Seriously. And there are still more waiting to be picked.

Second place for disappointment belongs to the flea beetle invasion in July. I found ways (with much help from Mike) to water through the devastating drought, but I couldn't fend off the flea beetles, which made a mess of the broccoli, the mustard greens, the kale, and completely destroyed the bok choy. The broccoli is coming back and producing side shoots (esp. the Packman), so not all was lost. The kale has come back, even after the woodchuck chowed down on it and I just picked a bunch of baby mustard green volunteers. Even bok choy has returned in the form of volunteers that decided to pop up in the middle of the radishes, probably because the bok choy was in that bed last year and the seeds just hung out til they were needed.

The Good News

The biggest joy this year was the pumpkins, followed closely by the melons. The pumpkins have grown amazingly! I finally realized it was because I put them where the compost bin had sat three years ago. Doh! I grew large ones (Howden) for the first time in ages, and we've got a real giant (well, by our standards) just starting to turn; the others will make great Jack-o-Lanterns. Plus the New England Pie hills produced four or five beauties for Thanksgiving dinner, and my granddaughter should love the little Jack Be Littles that proliferated like mad. (I think they produced at least 30 and maybe more than that.)

New England Pie, Jack Be Little, and Howden (left to right)

I've tried several times to grow melons, but I never seem to get them in early enough to ripen. This year, I did, as I've eaten a couple cantalopes and one watermelon already, and just picked the rest of the watermelons (we're supposed to have a frost tonight or tomorrow).

Other joys

• I always plant about 6 pots of parsley seedlings, yet just two or three actually grow, and then rather limply. Not this year! I have at least 8 very large and thriving plants, and they look spectacular! I've been picking lots and drying in the oven to pack in spice jars. The same is true of the sage this year, which has spread across the whole back of the herb bed.
• I tried a new variety of radish, Purple Plum, and have decided it's the only kind I'll ever plant again. Well, til the next great variety comes along, maybe, but this one is a real keeper! They grow quickly, they produce beautiful round purple balls with a mild radish taste, and they don't bolt quickly. Can't say enough about this variety.
• I've not been much of a cuke person, but this year I wanted to do better. I gave them a sunnier, larger spot, and tended them carefully (esp. in the drought). Although they finally succumbed to the drought around the end of August, they produced quite well up to that point, and we enjoyed many nights of my favorite cuke salad.
• The first lettuce planting was beautiful! Thick and lush, lots of colors, tasty flavors. Unfortunately, the vole family thought so as well. While weeding, I encountered the buggers and had to take care of the nest and the babies. (For those of you with tender animal sensibilities, I'll refrain from describing this task.)
• The raspberries were wonderful! TBL and I had fun picking them whenever she was here, and we made yummy jam together, a memory I'll treasure. Hope she does too! Now if only I can find time to move them out of the myrtle and up to the woodline where they belong.
• The basil planting was extremely frustrating this year, and I was sure the plants wouldn't make it. The bed got way muddy, and I should have waited to plant, but I needed to be done. I almost lost my shoes several times, and I left big foot-holes in the mud, er, bed. Nevertheless, the plants came along and did just fine. But the basil story this year is the volunteers from last year. I've never ever had basil come up the next year, just from seeds that dropped and "volunteered." This year the lemon and lime basil from last year covered the bed where I planted the winter squash. I've been picking and drying basil, esp. the lemon basil, in big bunches!
• I thought I'd never see my orange and yellow peppers turn, but just in the last week they finally showed their true colors. They're beautiful! I've had a lot of trouble getting orange and yellow peppers to turn, but this year finally brought success. And the red peppers, I might add, have done quite well themselves. Not to mention the Italian and hot peppers.

Calwonder Orange, Early Sunsation, New Ace, Nardello, and Lipstick peppers

Now I must tend to flower bulbs and a couple perennials to ensure next year's flower gardens offer something for me to write about. Oh, and plant the garlic, too. Plus fertilize the beds and cover against the weeds. And, and, and.

Everybody Jump Up!

A few weeks ago I planted quite a few trays with seeds—several perennials and peppers and tomatoes. That's not unusual for this time of year, but I was trying to get a lot done before a 10-day road trip. I'd asked Son #3 and my brother-in-law to water the plants while we were gone and to move the trays to the lights in the basement once the seeds germinated.

Now that we're back, the seedlings are up! How encouraging it is to see all those fragile little seedlings push out of the soil! I'm always astounded at the magic of nature, how the tiny cherry tomato seeds will eventually grow into vines that stretch to eight or more feet, how those stalks will send out tons of suckers and branches and leaves that can cover my hand, how they'll produce clusters of 10 or 15 fruits as big as marbles (the shooters, of course!).

The germination (i.e., success) rate was pretty excellent this year. I planted four trays of peppers, including hot peppers and Italian sweet peppers, and nearly every insert has a plant. The tomatoes did even better, since I put two to three seeds per insert in those trays, and most of them came up. Now they're happy under the lights (just a few inches above them and with the fans going), and I'll be transplanting to larger pots soon.

Speaking of which, I've already begun making the large newspaper pots I need for transplanting tomatoes. So far I've got five trays of 11 pots each. That's 55 tomato plants, but I expect I'll need at least twice that. The peppers get transplanted to plastic pots that work well for them but not as well for the tomatoes.

The garden stores and magazines always seem to produce much sturdier tomato plants than mine—they're a bit leggy and long before they get planted in the garden bed in May—but I haven't noticed that it matters. In 15-plus years of growing tomatoes, and usually 50 or more plants each year, I've seen maybe 10 of mine keel over. I doubt their legginess was the problem, yet the ratio is good enough for me.

Another encouraging sign when I returned from the trip: the brassicas, which were up before we left, are growing well under the lights and the broccoli especially look happy and sturdy. The weather was really warm while we were gone and has since cooled down, but that didn't stop me from beginning the hardening-off process for them this week. I set them outside on the deck in the sunshine for a few hours at a time, then either move them to the (covered) porch or into the house again. You've got to gradually get them used to the outside air—the temperature that fluctuates, the breezes, the bugs—before planting them in the garden beds, so that they're better equipped to survive the transplanting and the new environment.

The hardening-off process is similar to developing a child's immune system. You don't expose newborns to all manner of germ situations because they'd not protected from them yet. You start with Mom and Dad, who wash their hands a lot to handle the new baby. Gradually they stop washing their hands every single time, and they also introduce Baby to Grandma and Grandpa and the siblings, then friends and extended family. By the time Baby is a year old, she's developed a strong enough system to handle a cold bug (albeit not happily!). It's the same with plants, only probably a bit faster.