Category Archives: gardening on nantucket

#624: Summer sweetness

 A long, long time ago, last June,
I spent hours pinching off peaches.
Each branch of our peach trees had 20 or so tiny peaches.
Each branch can fully grow only one, maybe 2.
So off came the extras. 
And the effort paid off.

Even in the high branches.
 A pinching off of excess ‘stuff’ and activities
in the rest of my life may well prove equally fruitful.

Summer sweetness.

More sweetness: from our hive.
The bees have filled the frames.

All that excess comb on top!
Sweetness guarded by stings, a bee suit helps.
One more harvest: wineberries.
These are an invasive raspberry relative from Asia.
We love them.
As does one cheeky catbird who swoops in even 
when we’re picking.

The beginning of winter stores.
Saving summer sweet to get through bitter winter.

572: First Egg!

Our bantams have begun to lay!
This was the first, beautiful creamy-white egg.
Laid by one of the Dominica bantams.
The thrill of a chicken’s first egg is a lot 
like the thrill of a kid getting their balance on a bike.
It’s a yahoo! moment.

Here’s two for breakfast,
along with one of Flashdrive’s eggs and
some black and white Irish sausage.

Short-tail hasn’t started laying yet but it’ll be soon,
she’s certainly eating plenty of kale.

At dusk the bantams all hide in the morning glory tangle.

Hoping not to be spotted and put in the henhouse.
We can’t let them roost outside because of the
red-tail hawks.
And because it’s a pain in the neck looking 
for hidden eggs.

They are lovely against the lowering sun, tho’.

#548: Nantucket Community Garden

Not everyone on Nantucket has a yard.
Lack of a yard is no obstacle to an island gardener,
we have a 40 plot community garden
out by Bartlett’s Farm.

Which currently smells like honeysuckle.

Some gardens are elaborately structured.

Others, not so much.

It’s a place for experiments–
will tomatoes grow better in a black tote?
Check back in August.

Is  black plastic better for keeping weeds at bay?
Or mulch?
Or hay?

The Colorado potato beetles have arrived,
but with many helpers, they get picked off quickly.
Veggies, flowers, community, whimsy.

The robin approves.