If you have been following my blog this year, you will know that I was feeling a bit frustrated, that I didn’t have a local yarn store to turn to after Joann closed – but that’s no longer the case! I found a local shop thanks to the Yarn Discovery Tour of North Eastern Ohio. How wonderful is that!
As a Western Pennsylvania resident, it was a little bit of a drive, but not too far to visit the lovely Three Sheep Gallery and Workshop of Boardman, Ohio. This yarn shop had so much for me and my mom to check out – spinning wheels, weaving looms, yarn brands galore, project kits, needles, hooks, etc. I picked up a sock kit with a superwash merino and nylon blend fingering weight yarn that is self-striping. I was excited to try this sock kit because it came with a free pattern from Urth Yarns. This sock pattern has been full of surprises, some good and some challenging. It is a toe-up sock pattern, based on traditional Turkish sock design.
I’ve never made a toe-up sock before, I’m excited to learn new techniques, but here is where I am struggling. I bought double-pointed needles, on recommendation for sock knitting, and they are wonderful needles, but dang, the combo of a new sock technique and new tools has been frustrating. I’m getting laddering on the sock every time I start over, and I feel a bit on the edge of tears because these needles were expensive – 21 USD! On top of the sock kit for 29 USD for 100 grams of yarn and a PDF pattern. I feel a lot of pressure, from my own mind, because I was not paying attention to the price and feel like I made a mistake, but I need to remember that new skills take time. With patience and practice, the skill will come in time.
The second project I purchased was a scarf kit with two yarn hanks of worsted weight wool and a pattern from Urth Yarns, that my mom also purchased so we will have matching scarves! I’m so excited. The biggest blessing of this day was the opportunity to share what I love with my mom, my Scott, and my Kyle. I am truly grateful for all that these guys did to make this a great day of bonding for my mom and I, and for the four of us. It’s been a heavy few weeks after losing our beloved Sully, and getting a day to explore a new yarn store, learn about weaving, and getting to meet the lovely owner of Three Sheep was a bright spot after days of gray.
Our fence has become somewhat problematic over the past month or so, and animals are either taking advantage of it or are the cause of it. In the spring, I wrote about the fence we bought and how we reached that decision. We ended up buying deer fencing that is typically used in orchards to protect the fruit trees. It is seven feet tall, although we folded it over, so it is only about 4 1/2 feet, comes in 100-foot rolls, and only costs $23 per roll. We were able to fence in our entire garden for less than $200, including the bamboo stakes. We bought it with the intention of it being a short-term solution that we can upgrade over time. And for the first three and a half months, it was perfect.
Deer didn’t try to breach it, and rabbits didn’t burrow under it. In general, it worked better than expected, and any issues we had were self-inflicted. It’s relatively easy to overstretch and tear the material, and you have to be careful to not get too close to it when walking near it, as your shoes can get caught in it. But beyond that, it survived heavy winds, driving rains, swampy ground, and general ignorance. That was until about mid-August, when we started to notice that something was getting at our corn stalks.
Deer? Raccoons? Squirrels?
I first began to notice evidence of animals around our garden in July when I saw raccoon poop in the grass outside the fence. I didn’t think much of it, though, since they weren’t getting through the fence. Fast-forward to mid-August, and we started to notice that some of our corn was being eaten and stalks were showing signs of stress. At the same time, our sunflower plants were decapitated not long after the heads began to form. It only got worse from there.
Nearly entire ears of corn were consumed, while others were being torn from the stalk. From the outside of the fence, an animal was pulling our tall Blue Hopi corn stalks to bend down on the fence, reducing its height from 4 1/2 feet to about 3 1/2 feet. Elsewhere, we were seeing bite marks in some of our remaining cucumbers, our melons, and one of our pumpkins. And the worst part was that the animals weren’t eating the entire vegetable. They were taking a single bite and leaving it on the ground. And how did these thieves gain access? Flaws in the fence were the main culprit, and the evidence was everywhere.
It started with small horizontal tears or cuts in the fence that left the top intact and the bottom hanging, exposing an access point that is just big enough for a raccoon to climb through. In other areas, the zip ties, staples, and twist ties we used to connect the fence to the stakes failed, causing the fence to fall down. This meant that entire sections of the fence were reduced to a height of 2 1/2 feet, or plenty low enough for a deer to hop over. Finally, some of the stakes started to bend or angle, which also lowered the fence’s height. I’m not 100 percent certain of the cause, but my theories are animals pushing on them, plant vines growing against the fence and putting strain on the stakes, and the lack of rain not keeping the stakes in the ground as deep as they should be. In general, it’s become a mess.
Thankfully, it appears that the crims are simply raccoons, deer, and squirrels, or just your average neighborhood scoundrels. They don’t do a lot of damage. Funny enough, I think the squirrels are the most annoying of the trio. Even with an upgraded fence, they can climb up and over to gain access.
Upgrading Security
Given that this year’s fence was only intended to be a short-term solution, we’re unsurprised and undeterred by the animals. It may be a bit demoralizing, but luckily, there are ways to remedy it for next year. We’re already discussing how we can improve some of the fencing. While we likely won’t upgrade all the fencing for next year’s garden, we can upgrade it a little at a time. Even improving the fence for individual beds will make a difference. We’ll likely go with some type of chicken wire that is metal. We’re also going to upgrade the stakes with pressure-treated 2x4s that I’ll cut down to the appropriate width/height. Something else we can do is spray plants with a hot pepper solution that will deter animals from wanting the food. It’s not a permanent solution, as it needs to be reapplied after rain, but it’s organic and tested.
Ultimately, there’s only so much we can do. We’re growing vegetables in an area with a lot of animals. It’s a blessing to not live in an urban setting, which means we occasionally have to deal with animals. I’m also choosing to take it as a compliment that the animals want our food. Sure, they could have just eaten forageables, but they’re choosing to eat what we grow, and that’s pretty cool. And we are a big fan of animals, after all.
Have you had problems with animals getting into your garden? If so, what vegetables were they most drawn to and what steps did you take to prevent it from happening again?
If there is a new fall tradition from the 2020s, it must be Gilmore Girls. Maybe it’s the 20 year rule of trend cycles? Or the power of a tiktok phenomena? But this little show, that was niche throughout my time as a teen and into my twenties, is now a cornerstone of American autumnal celebration in our modern age.
I am honestly thrilled to see this story and its characters embraced by a new generation. It was a connecting point for me, my mom, and a few of our close friends. For a while it felt like a secret club, always disappointing me when I would make a new friend and ask – do you like Gilmore Girls? They shoot me a look of puzzlement, like it was a figment of my imagination. It was my comfort show throughout my teens, and finally others are finding its charm!
The only thing that I don’t if I agree with, is Gilmore Girls being crowned as a fall show when I believe it is a show that showcases the seasons. I guess, that’s why the follow up series – A Year In the Life had a seasonal format. At the time I thought it was ASP doing her own thing again, and it might be, but it may also be, artistic focal point to bring attention to what the show’s storytelling is rooted in – all four seasons.
So I took a look at the episodes, season by season, and tallied fall, winter, spring, and summer. I did not count Season 7 because creators, Amy Sherman Palladino and Daniel Palladino, departed after season six.
Fall: 38 episodes
Winter: 43 episodes
Spring: 28 episodes
Summer: 20 episodes
This is why I don’t understand the hype for this being solely a “fall” show. It is a winter show. A spring show. It is a story about four seasons. I’m happy people are finding joy in something that has brought me so much enjoyment. I just don’t agree that Gilmore Girls is only a fall show. I think it sells a show short, when it celebrates the seasons better than most.
Do you agree? Have you ever watched Gilmore Girls? What is your favorite way to celebrate the beginning of fall?
Last week, we harvested three melons out of the garden, one each of our Kajari, Tigger, and Noir des Carmes. Harvesting them instantly became the proudest I’ve been of the garden this year. Growing melons in Pennsylvania isn’t easy. My dad tried it when I was a kid and never had success. Magz and I tried it with our container garden. We had some success, but only harvested one fruit from each plant.
Tigger and Kajari MelonNoir des Carmes
We knew the struggles of growing melons here when we bought the seeds, but the potential of growing unique varieties that we’ll never find in stores was too enticing. We bought the seeds, prepped the ground as best we could, and watched as the plants quickly germinated, and the vines took over our garden bed. We quickly had blossoms, and the fruit soon followed. The melons continued to grow and approached their full size, but I still didn’t believe that they would ripen. That’s where I’ve seen melons fail.
It’s also where our Ali Baba watermelon stopped growing this year. The lone fruit that we had was no longer growing in size and had the yellow ground spot that is typically an indicator of a watermelon’s ripeness. We harvested it, thinking it was fully mature, but unfortunately, the flesh was still white instead of pink.
So, even as our other melons showed signs of ripening, I struggled to believe it. However, just as the seed descriptions said, our melons ripened out of the blue and seemingly overnight. The Noir des Carmes went from dark green to orange, the Tigger melon’s green and orange stripes became more vivid, and the Kajari’s green speckles turned into a fiery orange. The garden bed also became fragrant like the sweetest muskmelons you’ve ever smelled.
We harvested them on Wednesday, eating the Kajari melon that evening. You can’t imagine our relief when its interior was the vibrant green it was supposed to be. It was also juicy, and the smell was intoxicating. Magz scooped out the seeds and cut it into sections, and we immediately ate it. Its flavor was similar to a honeydew you find in grocery stores; however, it had a slightly creamy texture and was much sweeter. I think it may be the best melon I’ve ever eaten.
Tigger Melon InteriorNoir des Carmes inside
We then ate the Noir des Carmes at lunch on Friday. It too was ripe inside and looked like a “cantaloupe” that you buy in the store. It also smelled and tasted like one, but it wasn’t as sweet. I actually didn’t mind this, though, because sometimes store-bought “cantaloupes” are too sweet, as though they are overripe. Those “cantaloupes” also tend to be either too soft or too hard. It’s made me not the biggest fan of them. Instead, the Noir des Carmes had the perfect texture.
At the time of this writing, we only have the Tigger left to try, which I’m really excited for. It’s an Armenian variety that Baker Creek describes as “the most fragrant melon we have tried, with a rich, sweet, intoxicating aroma that will fill a room. The mild-tasting white flesh gets sweeter in dry climates. Small in size, the fruit weighs up to 1 lb.”
The success of our melons in this year’s garden means we will certainly grow them again next year. They’re great fun to watch grow, and it’s especially fun to see how the different varieties display their unique qualities. There are a few things we’ll do differently, though. One is keeping track of what each plant is. The second is giving more space to each plant. Our vines got intertwined, making it difficult to know what each vine was. Finally, we have to kill the grass. The grass made it really difficult to see the vines and also meant that the fruits were lying in wet grass at different points. Regardless of those areas of improvement, though, I’m incredibly proud of our melon plants. I loved growing corn and tomatoes, but seeing these fruits that are native to the Middle East thrive in Pennsylvania made me feel connected to a culture and population on the other side of the world.
Did you know, that through simple measurements, reference photos, and a few tools, you can draft your own clothes? Not just a t-shirt or a circle skirt, but big projects!
That’s how I have made some of my most ambitious projects, no patterns required!
What is Pattern Drafting?
A pattern can be easily made with a tape measure, pencil, and the key places to measure. For my overalls, I was most concerned with the width of the bib, the length of the rise from the top of the bib to the crotch curve, the width of the hip from the center of your body to the end of your hip. You can also measure the circumference of your hips but I think having separate measurments for the front of the pants compared to the back of the pants. The back is usually wider.
For the overalls, I worked in four pieces. Front left, front right, back right, and back left. To do this I marked out the front left and front right on the fabric, accounting for the crotch seam which is part of the leg. I added a 2-3 inches to the width of the hip measurement of each of the four pieces to make the curve with my french curve.
When planning pants, keep in mind that you don’t need as much inseam as you think to make shorts. What you will need is a long rise because you can always cut more, so be cautious and double check the measurments of your rise.
Now for the bib, the top portion of the overalls, I plotted the width of the bib above the pants portion and with pencil I carefully drew a tapered curve upward. I cut this extra long to have excess fabric to fold over to make the facing. This fabric is like a lining for the top of the bib, the part you are most likely to see.
Always use pencil or a tailors chalk and take your time. Using a mock up fabric is a great idea to get the cut right. After repeating this for both front pieces, remember to adjust the width of the hip for the seat of your pants, all while remembering to account for the french curve line of the inseam.
After cutting all for pieces you will need to set aside fabric for pockets, I added 5 to mine. A bib pocket, two side-front pockets, and two back pockets. You will need fabric for the straps, measure accordingly based on the height of the bib, over your shoulder and to the back bib, remembering to add more length to tie.
Next is scrap scavenging! You will need small pieces for the loops to tie the straps around on the front bib. This will call for two loops. You will also need bias tape sized pieces to finish the edges of the overalls on the bib. Finally, save some fabric for the button flies on either side of the overall legs to help you get in and out of the garment.
It’s a lot of information to sift through but I hope this small tutorial will help you sew overalls if you wish with free instructions. I will be following up with a second post that explains the order of operation, to make sense of all these pieces, to help these fabric pieces transform into a wearable garment you can enjoy!
With the garden wrapping up for the year and little happening on a weekly basis, I’ve decided to pause the weekly updates. There isn’t enough to write about without being redundant. I’ll continue to provide updates as vegetables ripen and grow, but in the meantime, I want to alter my weekly segment to be a Reflections From the Garden column. I want to use this column to go over things I learned or thought about while in the garden. Sometimes, it will be directly related to gardening, while other times, it may be focused on personal things. The first edition will be dedicated to some of the lessons I learned since spring.
Accepting When Things Don’t Work Perfectly
I was originally going to have a section called “Letting Go of Control,” but it felt too similar to this section. This year, I learned that gardening is something I found myself wanting to control at every level. I wanted to control the amount of rain and sun we got, the temperature, when plants germinated, when they should be transplanted, when to restart seeds, and how quickly we should start seeing fruit. I had everything organized and included on one of my spreadsheets. But the reality is that for all the work I put into the organizing and planning, it didn’t matter all that much. I can’t control the weather or temperature. Sometimes, seeds take longer than the packet says to germinate, which means giving them more time to sprout. I also can’t force starts outside just because the calendar says they should be in the ground by a certain date. Likewise, plants can take longer than expected to produce fruit and fully ripen.
In a garden, things are bound to not go to plan at times. There are more things out of our control than in our control. Plants will fail at every stage – germination, transplanting, fruiting, and ripening. Sometimes, it’s because we did something wrong, but other times, we can do everything right and it will still fail. And that’s okay. Letting go of outrageously high expectations and control leads to a more enjoyable experience. I wasn’t there at first, but I began to grasp it as the garden went on.
Have Fun
Gardening is a lot of work. I also set high expectations for things and find it easy to create endless to-do lists. In the garden, those lists included, tilling, seed starting, transplanting, weeding, watering, fertilizing, and on and on. Pretty soon, the garden was only work and no play. I stopped seeing it as a hobby I enjoyed and only viewed it as this thing that needed all my time and attention. I quit woodworking or doing my other hobbies. Eventually, I had to say “enough is enough.” Magz got me to refocus on all the fun that can be had in a garden. It’s a lot of fun seeing the growth of a plant as the days, weeks, and months progress. It’s also fun to see the different varieties of a vegetable present their unique qualities. Finally, it’s the most fun when it’s time to harvest ripe vegetables. It’s easy to get caught up in the work, to forever add new items to your to-do list. But hitting the “pause” button and focusing on why you wanted to garden in the first place is important. Gardening is a hobby for most of us, and hobbies are supposed to be fun.
Don’t Let it Drive You Mad
If you get focused on the success of your garden rather than the process, you will go crazy. Plants will look healthy for a couple of months, and out of nowhere, they’ll die. Fruits will develop on the plant, making you think that they’re going to reach maturity, only to wither and die off. We had that happen with numerous plants this year, including our ground cherries, spaghetti squash, and multiple tomato plants. We had a plant die off, while its neighbor of the same variety reached its full height and produced lots of fruit. They were in the same soil and experienced the same growing conditions. If you think about it too much, you’ll drive yourself mad. Instead, focus on the plants that do make it and continue to give them the best opportunity to succeed. That mindset change will lead to better results now and also help you have a better mindset.
Enjoying the Peace
In my first blog post, I wrote about how a garden provides a sense of home to me, and a home is supposed to be a peaceful place. It can be easy to forget how peaceful the garden is when we’re focused on the work required to make it happen. The sun and heat can feel oppressive, weeding can be back-breaking, and neighborhood noises can drown out the silence. Yet, if I make an effort to do less when it’s hot and sunny, listen to music or talk to God while weeding, and focus on the sounds of the garden instead of my surroundings, I can become lost in the tranquility. There are a lot of sounds in the garden. You’ll hear bees buzzing as they pollinate your plants, crickets chirping in the grass, and the plants rustling in the breeze. All of those sounds are sources of peace.
Hard Work Is Worth It
Prior to starting our garden, I wrote a lot about how much hard work is required to garden. That is very true. I also said that the hard work is worth it because you get to grow your own food for the summer, and potentially longer if you preserve it. But before you actually see it pay off, you don’t actually know that the hard work will be worth it. Now, with the garden wrapping up for the year, I can say for certain that the hard work was worth it. Being able to eat veggies out of the garden this summer made the hard work pay off. This wasn’t so much of a new lesson learned but more confirmation of what I thought would happen.
It drifts in, like a high pressure system. Clouds stratify, and all seems well. We don’t know that the pallid tone maybe the one that may drain the life from us, until we are as pale as a corpse.
Apathy. The silent assassin that numbs the senses to right and wrong. A comfortable sweater of indifference to our worries, we check out. But it doesn’t just numb us to what hurts us, it numbs us to all things, even joy. Disassociating will not make what is weighing on you better. Choosing to be a part of the background, to escape the foreground and its perils, is not going to rescue your mind from the monsters waging war. Because that is what apathy does, it makes you forget that you are making a choice not to care, and makes you feel like the world is victimizing you, when instead, this path you chose, yourself.
Fear. It’s powerful. It motivates us like nothing else, because no matter what is going right in our life, the looming fear of our mortality and of the inescapable henchman named pain will get us in the end. There is nothing that can change that. It eats at us, not knowing when the bad will come. Fear isolates. Fear keeps us closed off in suburbs. Fear drives a big SUV, that is 6 feet off the ground, in a tank that blocks from view the child you are about to run over. Fear, closes off communities from connection, to protect us from the unknown devil living next door. Paranoia holds us at arms length. The faces we see everyday, can’t be trusted. Fear will keep us safe. Fear is gerrymandering a map to neutralize the unknown, to grasp at the concept of control, before the phantom slips through our fingers. Fear censors history, because it is too weak to look at the failings of our ancestors.
I’ve seen fear and apathy take good people and turn them into feckless sycophants to the current guard. I’ve seen money and security divide us, when connection would save us. And now, I’ve witnessed first hand how easy people are swayed, and it sickens me, even a trusted friend can fall to its charisma. I’ve now seen first hand, the cleverness of fear and apathy to destroy compassion, moral truth, and justice for the chance to be saved. For the sake of the job. Comfort, instead of doing what is right. I always wondered why people in the past let dictators and evil groups turn their necks to ignore genocide and racism, but heck, even those you think are good, will trade it all for a coin. We are fallen, flawed humans, with a penchant for destruction, war, and hate. I don’t want to see another good one fall prey to the evil of the shadows, because they are in pain.
It’s ironic how we have been too arrogant in my culture to believe we could not fall as far as those of the past. We have progressed past those silly people of yore. Too long have ignored the power of an individualistic culture and problematic policies which seek to isolate, and haughtily believed would not get us one day.
Apathy and Fear. Don’t drink from their cup. We must cling to empathy, even on the days the weight of the world feels like it is going to break us in half. It wants to but it can’t because love conquers all things. Fear is a liar. It spends its time creating shadows that loom above, but will always disappear in the light. It’s not easy to care. But it is important that we stay the course in love, in empathy, and refuse let go of ethics. For without those, what do we have other than a mortal bag of bones and a never ending hamster wheel?
The biggest trend I think I’ve seen this year is the sentiment that everything feels boring right now. Whether it is fashion, film, or books, the art of storytelling is supposedly dead. This phenomenon has even crept into my unpredictable and exciting world of K-pop, and up until yesterday, I’d say I agreed. But as I sit here, I would like to put forth a different thesis.
Escapism from the Super Massive Blackhole
What if everything feels boring because you are running on empty? This year was the first time since discovering K-pop in 2022 that I felt bored and indifferent to my favorite bands. Some of this was due to outside forces beyond my control, like controversies, military service, and straight-up evil in the case of Taeil. Yet, some of this boredom, I believe, was caused by how much I was leaning on these safe spaces to find joy when nothing felt joyful or safe. There has been a constant pulse of uncertainty, like tectonic tremors, making us all question the point of it all. There is such a dreary air. A hopelessness, especially in people my age and younger, who are not able to reach milestones due to broken systems. Since I discovered the band Stray Kids, I run to their music for a safe place. But in 2025, I had stretches of time where even SKZ had no appeal. I had listened to every release over and over again until even their most addictive tracks had no appeal. I couldn’t believe how much I was craving a new album until a week before Karma released. As the week progressed, I could feel a hunger for a happy distraction. This year has been the first time my usual pick-me-ups have felt numb, and I wonder if one prong of this boredom we seem to be feeling isn’t coming from this exact situation.
To be honest, I think this could be why K-pop Demon Hunters exploded in popularity; it was new and fun when things seemed darker than ever. Same thing with Twice and their Lollapalooza performance, it was a night where everything felt normal for a second.
Have I Entertained You?
This attention economy is reminding me of that iconic line from Gladiator, and I don’t like what it is doing to art, music, storytelling, fashion, all of it. There is no room to reflect and craft something beautiful. We are pushing things too fast. I’ve been reflecting on this for a while. I see commentary on trends, relating to fashion, which usually goes something like – there is nothing new, everything and nothing is trending, yada, yada, yada. Sprinkle in a bit about clothing quality from the past, and the brain rot of the algorithm, which is killing creativity and subcultures because of a curated vitality. Like it’s a beast unleashed upon modernity, instead of stopping to think critically about it.
It’s obvious after some consideration that making things for vitality is not the same as making something to stand the test of time. Modern romance novels are being created for TikTok vitality first, and quickly, to keep up with the lazy decision of publishing houses to invest in AI over true writers. We blame the current author pool for a lack of creativity instead of holding publishing houses accountable for ruining their reputation through unethical practices. Because, truly, as an author, why would you feel inspired to create a story like Jane Austen when this is the current state of publishing? You could make a true work of art, and be rejected because they would rather steal work to create the same story through AI, or the publisher doesn’t want to take a chance on a good story when the algorithm is fickle and shallow.
Boring People Are Bored
AI is doing exactly what I expected; lazy people are becoming lazier, except that it is currently being rewarded. We used to know how to entertain ourselves. We used to know how to create, enjoy, and take pleasure in things, but I think AI is a snare that is making people boring, and it doesn’t have to. AI is an easy way out of daily life. It can be a friend, a relationship you don’t have to nurture, but is hollow. It can create art, but you will have no artistic skill of your own as a result. It can write you a book, without telling a story. It can create a music video, like JUMP for Blackpink, without any effort from the actual talent, and create a nightmare image of Rose with Jungkook’s facial structure. Do you see the pattern? It’s like cheating your way through school; it produces nothing and wastes precious resources, like time, or in the case of AI, drinking water and electricity.
Cringe > Innovation
What I have seen as the most flagrant accusation of boredom has been the dissonance of innovation and cringe. Let’s take, for example, Ceremony. It’s a song that has no chorus until the end of the song. It’s layered, has high production value, and features something new for Stray Kids and boy band offerings. But what do I see online? It’s awful. Stray Kids are braggy and loud, no talent. K-pop is boring; everything sounds the same. Except, Stray Kids, it’s too experimental. No wait, it sounds like all their other songs, yawn….etc. How can we have the audacity to complain about being bored while we punish bands for taking risks? It’s not just Stray Kids, I have seen similar criticism being launched at Nmixx, NCT, Ateez, Twice, Aespa…the list goes on.
It’s no different when it comes to the world of fiber arts. People complain about how crochet and knitting are getting boring and want new things to make, because everyone is knitting the same things, yet don’t branch out from a few massive pattern makers, like Sari Noorland, Petite Knit, and Andrea Mowry, to name a few. There are so many smaller creators crafting joyful patterns that would disrupt the slump, but no one wants to stand out these days.
I think as this year enters its final act, we should decide what we value more: being entertained? Or being authentic? Do you want to truly discover something new? Do you want to dig deeper for something fresh? It requires us to act, to search, and to participate, because we are allowing ourselves to become boring people, and it is spreading across culture, where it will stay unless we choose to be interesting again. I get it. This year has been demoralizing, and it’s made me feel like giving up many times, but there is always a reason to keep going. What if your big idea is the thing that makes this dull and dreary world sparkle again? You could be the change we need, so stop scrolling and find something that ignites passion in your heart once again!
In this week’s update, we’ve had a meal made entirely from vegetables out of the garden. We’re also starting to notice that summer is coming to an end and fall is on the horizon. This week also gave us multiple opportunities to share produce from our garden with family and friends, which is really what it’s all about. Finally, what is this edition’s Seed of the Week? Let’s dive in.
Eating a Full Meal From the Garden
I had several under-the-surface goals for our garden this year, and any future gardens for that matter. One was to preserve food for winter. That hasn’t happened yet but still could happen with our squash and pumpkins. Another was to share food with our neighbors and family members. More on that in the next section. A third goal was to have meals that were entirely sourced from our garden. Throughout the summer, we’ve had meals that were mostly from the garden with the exception of a protein. In these meals, the vegetables were often the side dish or used to complement the protein rather than serving as the star. We changed that this past week when we made homemade pasta sauce on the fly and ate it on spaghetti.
We used whatever tomatoes we had inside, so there were multiple varieties, including San Marzano paste tomatoes, Mushroom Basket tomatoes, and Queen Aliquippa tomatoes. With those tomatoes, some jarred garlic, sugar, oil, salt, pepper, and dried oregano, we had a great start. When it cooked down, we used an immersion blender to get it smooth, added a can of tomato paste to thicken it, and added some fresh basil from the garden. It resulted in a delicious sauce that was well-balanced. It wasn’t too acidic or sweet. It was savory and had me craving it the rest of the night and the next morning until we had the leftovers for lunch. Homemade sauce on perfectly al dente pasta is a real treat. It is wild how much better homemade sauce is compared to the jarred version. Granted, it wasn’t 100 percent from the garden. We didn’t grow garlic or oregano, and we had to use a can of store-bought tomato paste, but it was almost entirely all garden ingredients.
I had hoped that we would have enough ripe paste tomatoes to make and can pasta sauce for the winter, but that didn’t happen, which is okay. It’s a goal to have for next year’s garden, and we now have an excellent flavor profile to target when we do.
Sharing Food With Those Around Us
Living in community means helping those around us when an opportunity arises. That can mean lending someone a hand with shoveling snow, letting them have a cup of flour that they don’t have, or sharing the blessings we have. We were able to do that last week, and it touched our hearts. We shared some beans, eggplants, squash, and cucumbers with our elderly neighbor across the street. She is the same neighbor who gave us plants early in the season. We also gave our next-door neighbors some zucchini the next day. They are the neighbors whom we’ve regularly shared food with when we’ve had excess and were outside at the same time. These neighbors are also retired, and ever since we in America (in our infinite wisdom) have cut funding to social welfare programs that give food to the needy, Magz and I’ve felt led to help those around us even more than we did before. So, being able to bless those around us with the blessings that God has granted us is what it’s all about. We got a little taste of that this year and only want to do that more with next year’s garden.
This weekend, Magz’ parents and a family friend who was in town from Florida visited, and we were able to send them home with tomatoes, jarred applesauce, and baby bananas that we bought. The family friend hadn’t seen our house or garden yet and really wanted to visit before the garden was done for the season.
Fall Is on the Horizon
After a hot, sunny, and long summer, the weather and environment are starting to change. The 7-day forecast has nighttime lows in the 40s, the humidity has started to dissipate, and we’re beginning to have a fall sky. If you don’t have autumn where you are, the sky looks different in autumn than it does at any other time of the year. I’m not entirely sure why, but the sky has a slightly warmer tone than it has in spring and summer. It’s often a bit cloudy, and if there’s a high-pressure system in the atmosphere, you can see the cirrus and cirrocumulus clouds far off in the distance. While that cloud system happens in summer too, it’s most common in autumn. It’s something I’ve always looked forward to after a long summer in the same way we yearn for the first warm spring day after winter. An autumn sky is associated with chilly mornings and evenings, flannels, jackets, jeans, football (American), college, falling leaves, walks, pumpkins, apples, cider, and hot chocolate. It’s the best time of the year.
For the garden, it means that the end is approaching, which is bittersweet. It’s sad that we’ll no longer have fresh vegetables in the garden or be able to see new fruits ripening on a daily basis. At the same time, though, it will be nice to let the ground and our bodies rest. Our garden was a lot of work this year, and I’m incredibly proud of all that we’ve accomplished. It will be nice to rest, prepare the soil for next year, reflect, and plan next year’s garden. We’re seeing that the end of the garden is approaching. Our cucumber plants died off two weeks ago, and our summer squashes are no longer producing fruit or growing as quickly as they once did. The corn stalks are beginning to dry out, and the tomato plants don’t have the same vibrant green leaves they once did. And yet, other plants are thriving. Our winter squash and pumpkins continue to expand their vines, and we see new fruits or measurable growth each day.
As I wrote in this week’s post, A Parade of Pumpkins, it’s fun to see the different varieties show their different shapes, sizes, and colors. That will continue to be the case as summer winds down and autumn arrives. I was unsure how I’d feel at the end of summer this year, but I’m surprised that I’m feeling a little melancholy and sad. The garden has been a large presence in our lives since April, and this garden will never exist again. Each garden has unique characteristics that define it. We could grow the same plants in the same beds next year (we won’t) and have completely different results. So, we’ll be saying goodbye to something that we’ll never have again, but at the same time, we’ll be saying hello to our favorite season (autumn) and the early phases of next year’s garden. These are emotions I never thought I’d feel or explore.
Notes From the Garden
There aren’t a lot of notes from the garden at this stage, but here are a few updates:
We got a big harvest from the late planting of bush beans that I sowed in June. These were sown after the first batch of bush beans failed. True to their name, these Provider beans came through, and we were able to harvest pods from each plant for a total of a quart. We ate them on Saturday night by steaming them and serving them with butter, salt, and pepper. They were delicious.
We continue to harvest tomatillos as they ripen.
Our paste tomatoes also continue to ripen, but they aren’t ripening all at the same time, which is sad. However, we’ll still be able to make at least one more meal of homemade sauce, which I’ll be looking forward to.
We pulled some of our corn earlier than we wanted to because deer got through our fence, damaged some of the stalks, and ate a bunch of the ears. We’ll learn from this experience and mistake next year.
We’ve harvested what shelling beans we’ve had ripen and dry on the plant. It’s been a struggle with these beans because of the grass, but we’ve pulled about 10 pods that have dried beans in them. The beans are stunning and look identical to the bags of dry beans you can buy in stores.
Dried Jamapa black beans
Seed of the Week
This week, I’m talking about the New England Sugar Pie Pumpkin. This pumpkin variety is the quintessential pie-making pumpkin. It produces many 4-5-pound fruits with sweet flesh that isn’t stringy. Our seeds came from Baker Creek. It’s an heirloom that dates back to the American Civil War and, according to Fedco Seeds, was likely developed out of the Connecticut Field Pumpkin strain. Our plants are growing very well. We didn’t sow them until early July, and they have taken off, with vines sprawling all over the bed and multiple fruits on each vine. We’re so excited about the possibility of using them to make pumpkin treats or to carve.
New England Sugar Pie Pumpkin
If you’re in the Northern Hemisphere, is your garden wrapping up for the season? Or, if you’re in the Southern Hemisphere, have you started to plan your garden?
Just a brief Friday post to end the week and show all the different shapes, sizes, and colors that pumpkins, squashes, and melons come in.
New England Sugar Pie Pumpkin
A classic pumpkin that is commonly used in baked goods due to its sweetness. These pumpkins stay relatively small (less than 5 pounds), and the one shown in the picture below likely won’t grow much bigger. These will ripen to the classic orange color that we all know.
New England Sugar Pie Pumpkin
Seminole Pumpkin
This is the most recent of our pumpkins/squash to produce identifiable fruits. The Seminole pumpkin is green throughout much of its growing process before ripening to a tan/buff color. These won’t get much bigger than they are now – about 6 inches in diameter.
Seminole Pumpkin
Candy Roaster Melon Winter Squash
This Candy Roaster Melon is easily the largest of our fruits to this point. It’s currently about the size of a basketball. This variety can range from 6 to 30 pounds. Ours is probably somewhere in the middle of that range. When fully ripe, it will be a vibrant orange color with green stripes.
Candy Roaster Melon
Ali Baba Watermelon
We have several watermelons on the vine, but this one is the largest. It’s about the size of a college-size football and could reach 30 pounds. Unlike other varieties that have a dark green color, the Ali Baba maintains a light green rind the entire time.
Ali Baba Watermelon
Noir des Carmes Cantaloupe
I’ve shared pictures of this exact fruit multiple times on the blog, but it’s beginning to change its appearance, an indication that it’s ripening. This won’t have the light tan “webbed” rind that the fruit we call cantaloupe in North America has. Instead, this will ripen to a yellow and green color. It has likely reached full size.
Noir Des Carmes
Tigger Melon
This is another melon I’ve shown a lot on the blog. This Tigger melon will become a beautiful orange color with white speckles or zig-zag stripes when it’s ripe. These small fruits only weigh about a pound when fully grown, but the plants produce plenty of fruit.
Tigger Melon
Red Kuri (Hokkaido) Winter Squash
Part of our late batch of squash, the Red Kuri is a winter squash but will become vibrant orange like a pumpkin when it’s ripe. This squash is on the smaller side at 3-4 pounds, but grows well in cool climates.
Red Kuri (Hokkaido) Squash
There you have it. These are almost all of the pumpkin/squash/melon varieties we have growing. It’s so fun to see all the different shapes and colors that they take, not to mention the sizes they can be when fully ripe. Do you have a favorite pumpkin or squash to grow and eat?
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