Here are leaves of collard (top) and Portuguese kale Note not only the size difference but also the leaf shape
Also here are the whole plants, in their beds
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Espalier
Here is Elizabeth lovell's espalier end fruit trees.
This is a technique for fruit trees that is well suited to narrow places.
This is a technique for fruit trees that is well suited to narrow places.
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Azalea
Although unknown to medieval Europe, there are some nice specimen of azaleas on my property, my parents house has a great deal of them as well so there's a bit of nostalgia in it for me.
But this is not the time of year for them to be flowering, yet here it is
But this is not the time of year for them to be flowering, yet here it is
Today's harvest
Tomatoes, potatoes, greenbeans. All new world crops. The leaves are collard and Portuguese kale, which seems to me to be quite close to coleworts
Friday, August 16, 2013
Pollard
From what I've read the best time to cut back your pollard is late winter early spring. Here is the results after last years pruning. One from far away showing the overall form of the tree, and one close in showing the pollard head forming
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Cucumere
Sweet smelling wild cucumber in flower
And here are the fruits. Spongy inside, juicy but quite bitter
And here are the fruits. Spongy inside, juicy but quite bitter
Monday, August 5, 2013
Getting better
The beets got eaten, and carrot leaf too. I'm hoping with less weeds in which to hide, the varmint will stay away
The coleworts have recovered, and the black radish are doing well
The coleworts have recovered, and the black radish are doing well
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Away to war
The garden has grown, overly weedy
The dill long bloomed and got all seedy
Tansy tall and golden flowered
In the shade of trees embowered
The peas have passed, the beets are buried
There's much to do, yet not so hurried
The dill long bloomed and got all seedy
Tansy tall and golden flowered
In the shade of trees embowered
The peas have passed, the beets are buried
There's much to do, yet not so hurried
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