Entries by Lee Reich

LUSTING FOR AVOCADOS, HOME GROWN, OF COURSE

A Long Journey to Avocado-dom This far north, an avocado plant provides reliable entertainment and, less reliably, the makings of guacamole. The entertainment doesn’t compare with the excitement of a car chase on the silver screen; it’s slower but very engaging. To whit: I’ve been watching roots on two avocado pits elongate and branch. I […]

GOOD BOOKS, GOOD LECTURES

One Book = Years of Experience     I’ve been gardening for over 30 years. Don’t be impressed. The number of years spent with hands in the dirt doesn’t necessarily confer any particular expertise in the field (pun intended). Some gardeners do the same foolish things year in and year out, or never sufficiently investigate other, […]

NOTHING TO DO? SEQUESTER CARBON?

Agriculture: Good or Bad for Our Planet?     I’m enjoying this farmdening interlude, with essentially nothing to do, farmdenwise, for a few weeks. No planting, no pruning, no weeding. Seeds have been ordered and the greenhouse, full of lettuce and kale and chard and other fresh stuff, is cold enough to require no more than […]

FRESH-PICKED SALADS ALL WINTER

Greenhouse, Coldframe, Hotbed = Fresh Lettuce, Mâche, & other Salad Fixings  You can’t beat the luxuriousness of entering a greenhouse on a sunny, cold winter day, and hitting that welcome wall of moist, warm air. Once you get through that soft wall, you drink in the redolence and visual vibrancy of green, growing plants. All […]

To Every Thing There is a Season

Pruning is reduced to small steps, in time & process So many branches, so little time. Or so it seems. Annual pruning is needed to get the best out of most trees, shrubs, and vines, of which there are many here on my farmden. But wait. My brother once remarked — and the remark rang […]

NOTES TO MESELF

Of Mice, Disease, To Grow, and Not To Grow Despite rain, some snow, and temperatures that dipped below 10°F, the whole bed of endive was lush and green. A low tunnel of porous, light fabric and clear plastic held aloft by wire hoops kept the worst of the weather at bay. As I reached in […]

NICE HIPS, BUT WHOSE?

2 Contenders for Hips and Rabbi Samuel Redux As I walked along the beach, I took a look and my first thought was “Nice hips.” But what about the flowers? I’d have to return to the plant next summer to find out, a problem since I was 4 hours from home visiting a relative in […]