Here we are at the end of another month, and what a strange one it has been. No sooner had I hit "post" on last month's update, than we had a hard frost. May 28th! I have never seen a frost that late in all my years of gardening. Some things were hit very hard, and recovery has been slow or else I had to do replanting.
Right after the frost it went back to being hot and dry. There has been next to no rain until this last week when we had a torrential downpour, but fortunately no actual tornadoes, unlike some nearby places. We were very glad to have it, and bartender! I'd like another, please. It looks like going back to being pretty dry though, so I expect to still have to spend a lot of time watering.
Haskaps are done, strawberries are done, blueberries are gearing up. This section will, we hope, have netting draped over it before the blueberries ripen so that, unlike the strawberries, we get most of them. The local crows have developed a keen interest in the garden, and I identified some strawberry filled scat that appeared as having most likely been dropped by a fox, which fills me with dismay. Apparently they climb about as well as squirrels, which is to say very well indeed.
The poppies are gearing up to bloom, so that's exciting!
The mid-season and on peas have tripled in size since last month's photo, and are flowering and producing peas at a good clip. The rain came just in time to do them a lot of good.
On the other hand, I kind of regret having left the rutabaga to go to seed in the beans. I'll be glad to have the seed, but it is definitely inhibiting the beans, which were also one of the things hardest hit by the frost. I'd say 80% took severe damage, and about 20% were outright killed and had to be replanted.
The early peas (far left bed) are essentially over; my plan for the next few days is to rip them out and replant short season dry bush beans in their place.
Sweet potatoes are in; I feel like they are behind, but fortunately they were not planted when the frost hit so no damage was done to them - they would likely have been wiped out as probably the most cold sensitive vegetable in the garden. Behind them, the onions are doing well in spite of the fact that some critter keeps biting them off at random. And behind them, the garlic is noodling along right on schedule - the frost did not faze it at all.
The rutabagas have required two seedings to get going, and the carrots - what carrots, you ask? Indeed; what carrots? There are none, in spite of us having bought a great many types of new carrot seed, and planting probably literally thousands of seeds. No sooner does it germinate than something - no idea what - comes along and eats it. This is a bit of a blow, and we are not sure what to do. I guess I will try one more reseed - although most of the seed we bought is gone - and see if any survives.
The potatoes, behind them, are doing okay; definitely better for that hit of rain. They seem small and behind mostly from lack of water, although their early foliage did get a bit nipped by the frost.
In the leaf section, Brussels sprouts and cauliflowers are looking surprisingly good. We put just about everything into cut up pop bottle "greenhouses" as early plantings here also suggested that they were going to be eaten if not protected. Amazingly, it seems to work!
We are optimistically trying for some corn, in hopes that the new fence will protect it. Behind it there is some sorghum, which looks exactly like the corn, but smaller.
I had to reseed a few squash, but most of them survived the big chill, and at this point I have no idea which ones were reseeds and which ones were survivors. These are mixed maximas, and I can see they intend to live up to their name.
The leeks and onions are about to flower, and so are the celeriacs. The tomatoes are odd - I had to replace a few, but mostly they lost their central growing tips to the frost, and have ended up being very short and very bushy. We'll see how they do when the septoria leaf spot really gets going. Most of them are just starting to flower now - late, I think - but a few have good sized tomatoes already, having shrugged off the frost and kept going. I will be sure to save some seeds from them.
The barley is looking battered, as the crows at the least have been at it; I suspect others critters too have found it. I think we are going to give up on barley even though we had much better germination this year and it looks so much better and more productive. It's just such a draw to pests. As for the herb bed, most of the herbs have not come up. I planted it late, it's terrible soil now because Mr. Ferdzy dumped a bunch of soil onto that he dug up while building the fence, in an effort to raise it (which needed to happen, but I am a bit glum that he couldn't have made an effort for slightly better stuff). HOWEVER, we will fertilize it and grow stuff in and in a couple of years it will be okay. Herbs don't need the greatest soil anyway.
Aaaand, that's pretty much it. I am feeling battered and a bit stunned. I hope to have a better report next month. Mr. Ferdzy is SO CLOSE to finishing the fence, and the irrigation lines are all in. Once he covers the berries, he will be able to help with the actual gardening, and I should be a bit less overwhelmed by it all. The one good thing about how dry it was, was that the even the weeds weren't growing all that much. Now that we've had some rain, they are back to growing, yes, just like weeds, and the fact that I haven't been able to get to them is becoming really apparent. With all the replanting and weird weather, though, I went straight from planting to harvesting. Normally we have a couple of weeks to work on getting the weeds down to a dull roar in between. Not this year.
We'll see what next month brings. Beans, I expect - they are in flower right now. Zucchini hopefully won't be far behind. And we expect to start being able to visit some relatives now that we are all vaccinated. We will head down to Windsor for a weekend in July, people are planning to visit us in August, and in October we'll head to Quebec for a few days of visiting. I am so ready for things to be more normal, in the garden and everywhere.





















