Potatoes, peppers and prepping Apples

Potatos and prep were the key words this week. As mentioned previously, we have had an abundance of Pink Fir Apple potatoes. This week we harvested the last batch. These have been by far the most productive potato that I have ever managed to grow. My potato growing adventures have not been without incident. so to have such nice good quality potatoes from the plot is something of a surprise. All of the spuds this year were in raised beds, and either in compost or farmyard manure. This does appear to have paid dividends.

In the poly tunnel, we have a mass of six foot triffids. Would you believe, that whilst I was away, Ma harvested a red tomato. Yes, I was upset too. You can also see her picking glads, some of which were as tall as her.

Grapes are on the turn, and whilst there is not many of them this year, they are rather sweet. The autumn raspberry cane has kicked off with lovely large fruit, whereas the blackberries are still somewhat thin amongst the boughs.

Ma has taken up the cabbages, as she was about to declare war on the critters that were nibbling on them. She has shredded them and frozen for winter saag dishes.

Then came the apples. Having spend ages chopping, coring and peeling. I have found a new gadget! This was tested in the falstaff apples, the worcester pearmain are too small as are the home grown concorde pears. if only I had thought of this two weeks ago! Would have saved me six hours of work!

Brunos: Ghost rider pumpkins 2015

It is not unusual for me to take my pumpkins from the vine and put them on the window sill to ripen. Especially as the weather turns, the levels of sunlight drop and the temperature lowers.

Having gone away for a week, I had removed the fruit from the vine hours before taking a plane. A week has passed, and there is a distinct change. The green striped skins have given way to the bright orange that we associate with Autumn and All Hallow’s Eve.

Crucial question, how much do they weight?

Well, the precedent is six pounds, that was the weight at which the original Bruno weighed in at. That is the record that we then aim to meet and exceed. Their collective weight does exceed that. However, individually. the largest is 5.5 lbs, the middle one is 3 and the smallest just over 1.5lbs.

Whilst the individual weights may not match the first ever Bruno Fruit, I am going to take great solace in the fact that I have managed to get three fruits from two plants. That is something that I really prize, three is the magic number this year.

Not sure as to what will  happen to them, we don’t tend to make lanterns out of them.In the past, they have either been souped or turned into an Indian dinner.

Summer to September: Changes

Whilst many of my teaching colleagues will be returning to school, I have a few weeks before I do. This means that my attention is taken up with the plot, and recuperating before the new academic school year starts.

Some of the plot has been wonderfully abundant. Other parts less so. Whilst the tomatoes are five foot leafy triffids, there hasn’t been a great deal of fruit. What fruit I do have, is being placed upon a light and warm window sill to ripen. The raspberries were very hit and miss, and I think the same is to be said of Blackberries. I have harvested a few blackberries, but there doesn’t seem to be as much as previously seen.  This time last year, I had harvested a great deal of plums. Despite what the a picture above might suggest, that is a fraction of what last years bounty was. The above plums have been stoned and frozen for use in the autumn.

The squashes are quite abundant, and today I have been chopping courgettes and squashes that are most likely going to be turned into chutney.  You can see a baby butternut, a bit developmentally delayed; I think this primarily because of the erratic conditions this year.

Chillies have been very good in that lessons have been learned. I am very proud to have had a handful of orange habaneros. I have been desired such a crop for years! Whilst the plants are small, I cannot say that they haven’t been plentiful. These are after all, a very potent chilli. I had to wear gloves whilst chopping, as a preventative health and safey measure. The hungarian hot wax-the label is wrong- are fantastically productive, and the orange pumpkin chillies are a really nice surprise. They have ripened incredibly quickly. As eve the cayenne chillies are doing well as well.

As well as the plums, I have apples to play with. These were donated by a plot neighbour. Again, like the plums, these have been chopped and frozen to be used over the autumn.

That other creative project…it’s live

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Playing with plant pots: tales from the allotment

I once read that if you were going to write, you should write about what you love. I took this as inspiration to put pen to pen, finger to keyboard and write. As much as I like Star Trek, Shakespeare and the Whedon-verse, I am not about to write any of those on huge worldwide scale. Also they have all, strangely enough, been done.

Writing this blog is incredibly enjoyable, and I will continue to do so for as long as I can. What I had in mind, was to write a book. Or more specifically, an ebook. So I set myself a challenge. To write one by Christmas. And about my experiences on the allotment, of growing my own, and to build on what I have learned and documented through this blog. This blog seemed a good starting place as any,

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That other creative project…it’s live

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Playing with plant pots: tales from the allotment

I once read that if you were going to write, you should write about what you love. I took this as inspiration to put pen to pen, finger to keyboard and write. As much as I like Star Trek, Shakespeare and the Whedon-verse, I am not about to write any of those on huge worldwide scale. Also they have all, strangely enough, been done.

Writing this blog is incredibly enjoyable, and I will continue to do so for as long as I can. What I had in mind, was to write a book. Or more specifically, an ebook. So I set myself a challenge. To write one by Christmas. And about my experiences on the allotment, of growing my own, and to build on what I have learned and documented through this blog. This blog seemed a good starting place as any,

In earnest, I tried to think about what I wanted to write. A case of writing down in ink on paper a list of all I could think of from the top of my head. The list kept growing, and I ended reminiscing to an extent about everything that I have learned about in the last six years. Turns out that there was a lot the plot had taught me.

The deadline had been Christmas, and I didn’t want it to be a huge great big tome. Even if it was an ebook. Ebooks are meant to be a lengthy great big treatise.

See that link at the top; that’s the ebook.

tomato times…again

We have tomato updates.

Whilst the inside of the poly tunnel seems as though it is incubating an army of triffids, the fruit are not really going red. They are hanging around and fairly green. I have harvested a few and decided that as usual-this seems to be an annual dilemma-these are going to go onto the window sill. Daily calls of “PUNAM YOUR TOMATOES ARE TURNING!” seem to have done their job. Mum has been monitoring them daily. What you see is a green shouldered marmande and a fairly generic moneymaker. The rest are a mixture of yellow cream sausage and other money makers.

Spirit infusion and Spuds

After a month in the dark, the spirit infusions were ready to decant. These infusions involve home grown raspberries and gooseberries. The raspberries broke down and produced  a lovely bright pink infusion. The gooseberries were still quite firm, and hadn’t broken down so much. Both however produced a decent level of end product. Both had been made with 70 cl of spirit. I managed to get 2x 250 bottles from each kilner jar, so I am pretty happy. The gooseberry infusion is rather like drinking a spiced curry.

There there were spuds. Above you see a 10kg bucket of pink fir apple potatoes. This is the first time I sown and grown this variety, and I have to say that I am rather impressed. We managed to get just under 10kg from half a 1mx2m bed. There is still that half a bed and another 1mx1m bed left to harvest. These a beautifully odd shaped potato, and we did get a few, ahem, rude shaped ones. I had to warn my mum in advanced.

Those were okay, then came these.

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They look a bit scabby. I forget now, what these are now. Perhaps lady balfour or interntional kidney. I think they have been left in the soil a little bit too long. They will be okay, after heavy peeling. I refuse to say that growing things is always going to be rainbows and butterflies. It won’t be.

Colouring for grown ups: Psychology with horticultural tendencies

Being a teacher of Psychology with horticultural tendencies, when those two worlds collide, my ears tend to prick up. Last month, I was part of the Annual conference of Teachers of Psychology and delivered a workshop about mental health and the use of horticultural/eco-therapy. The focus was on how teachers might use gardening as a means to improve their mental health. Whatever way you might argue the toss, teaching is by far one of the most stressful jobs on the planet. After six years as an educator of sorts, I can safely say that such a statement is true.

On that Sunday morning, I was very fortunate that a lovely group of delegates attended. I had been pacing up and down for a good few weeks before hand, hoping that they would! And the first thing that we did, was a spot of colouring.

It started out as being something innocuous, I’d come across a colouring book called ‘Glorious Gardens’; a colouring book for adults. I picked  it up, this was going into my workshop. I would even have crayons. The delegates liked it, they rather enjoyed the colouring book and it dovetailed into the theme of the workshop.

What I didn’t realise is that I was jumping onto a bandwagon that was already rolling. I was holding onto the bumper as it went past me.

There was even a BBC news report.

Colouring is a big thing! Whilst we think that this is an activity for children, there are actually no explicit rules that suggest that adults shouldn’t do it. Perhaps we grow into adults and find other more pressing things to occupy our time.

Needless to say, I have jumped on the bandwagon. There is research evidence out there, that suggests a link to mental health, positive psychology and mindfulness. I am, of course, going to be a little biased, being a Psychology teacher. It does make sense to me, and there are cases where older adults with vascular dementias are supported with the use of colouring.

In the report above, a lady name Johanna Basford is mentioned. One of her books is in the gallery above is her, as well the ‘Glorious Gardens’ one.

You might assume that colouring is simple. How many of us have seen children pick up a crayon and colour with their colouring books? Their grip may vary developmentally from spear to pincer as they grow, and their colouring space will be larger for visuo-spatial recognition Makes sense to me, and it’s very difficult for most children to stay within the lines. It’s difficult as an adult too, I assure you. Both of the books are very intricate in places. I also didn’t have the best quality pencils or crayons, and I rather like the idea of felt tips and fine liners. As an adult, there is precision.

In the last week, I have been very fortunate to have made windows to colour. I quite like. I did find it difficult to let go of the rules that we as adults use to guide our lives. We all have schema, social scripts, that allow us to negotiate the world around us. Rules and regulations that govern what we do, how and to an extent, why.

Only in a colouring book, would you therefore have blue flowers and blue leaves. The closest blue plant I have, is a lilac rose, and not remotely blue as we would expect. Even then, I was thinking about the flowers and colours on the plot. Seeing things in a context, so as to make sense is fairly useful.

The process does take a bit of focus and a lack of it at the same time. On one hand, you are trying to colour, stay within the lines. On the other, you can clear your mind. Things that would ordinarily clog up your mind, dissipate away. Something rather useful, given how mental health is becoming more and more visible in the public forum.

I like the colouring, I really do. Try it. You’ll never look at your eyeliner in quite the same way again.

…since not everyone is going to have felt tips in their handbags.

Plot Productivity Part three-Early August

We are well into squash season, so have had three marrows in ten days. This morning, ma refused point blank to cook another one. I don’t blame her. There is only so much curried marrow you can eat or freeze. Courgettes are also making a surge. There are yellow ones starting to get bigger.

The climbing french beans have kicked in, and the scarlet emperor runner beans are starting to form pods. Ma missed them whilst she was digging, so I have harvested quite a handful. The chillies are ticking over, but the super special are the superhots. What you see are orange habaneros, I also have pumpkin habaneros fruiting. Unripe chillies and things are being sent to the window sill for ripening.

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