Wednesday, June 29, 2011

The upside of crappy weather

What follows two days of rain? Monday.

It has been a bit of the summer that never was so far, although it is still early days yet I keep telling myself. The last two weeks have been getting better, except for the weekends which have been rainy and cold.
The upside: I can ride my motorcycle to work during the week and relax in the pool after a long sticky day.
I'm not getting a sunburn at work.
The cool nights are wonderful for sleeping.
Have I convinced you yet? I have almost convinced myself.
This week has been sunny and warming up and the forecast for Canada Day weekend is for more of that. Ironically the garden needs water. I'm hoping for rain.
The downside: Weekend chores in the garden get left undone and laundry goes in the dryer. The second coat of paint on a garden chair is still waiting, and plants that should have been planted a month ago are not. Like these.LinkThese are the results of the sweet potato experiment I wrote about last winter here. These are only a few, I had great success with getting the sweet potatoes to overwinter in storage and then got them to grow slips which then root in water for planting. I also tried just planting the sweet potatoes, and that was slower because there wasn't much heat in the greenhouse in spring, but once they started, they really got going.
The other half I took to work and they were not as successful but are starting to come on now.

Other things to do when it rains:
I did complete a sewing project that has been sitting there since April.Friends gave us this teak chair sans cushion in February, and I finally finished the cushions. I had hoped to also cover the cushions of another teak chair we inherited but I ran out of fabric and now can't find it anymore. Bummer.

I started some pottery that a friend has commissioned me to make. And I finally glaze fired a kiln of stuff that has been sitting around since I went back to work. Most of it came out OK. Maybe pictures later.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Team Ed Ride

The 50 km bike ride I did for charity was last weekend on Sunday. I would have blogged about it earlier but I had to wait until my fingers stopped hurting. This is us before the start, "While we are all still smiling" I think was the quote.
It wasn't so bad really. I had a couple things going in my favour.
Everyone else was ill, with colds or asthma or whatever and that meant that I could keep up with all the regular cyclists most of the time. Yay for viruses!
Also, I have a great bike. I will admit to stressing about my bike before the ride. My bike is so old that when Peter went to buy new tires for it, the guy in the shop told him that Cannondale hadn't made a bike with 24" rims for 20 years. My bike is an antique. And I went looking for a new bike last year and realized that there are a lot of new and improved features to modern bikes, like shock absorbers and more gears and big rims that make mine look like a Model T Ford. Happily, my group were not the up to date, hard core set I was expecting, and I am so grateful for that.
I will admit to being a little intimidated when I learned they were part of a cycling club that did this ride every Thursday evening.
We were 6 in our group and that is a good number. We cycled mostly together, or in twos chatting as the scenery went by. It gave us all a chance to learn more about each other, and I will say that those other five people were an interesting and diverse bunch. This was such a good experience.
I want to add that the best part of getting my bike on the road again is how you feel so much more connected to the scenery. I could smell the lilacs (and the chicken barns) and hear the birds and feel the road surface. When I was practising before hand, I would cycle past people and they would wave, or say hello, or nod. Other cyclist would call out too. I have driven the route we took many times, but doing it on a bicycle made it a completely different experience.

As we passed the end of our driveway, Peter and our friend Lynn were cheering us on with the Dog as Official Team Ed Dog (note the sign around her neck.) I had forgotten to mention the Cheering section to anyone else, so most of the group were wondering who those people were and how they knew we were coming.
On the way back, we stopped in for a photo op and chance to pee.
We had variable weather. It was cool in the morning, and looked very dark and foreboding as we were on our way to the start point at Clock Park in Wolfville. By the time we were at Star's Point it was clear and sunny, we all stripped off our extra clothes in Kingsport and except for the stiff wind sideways on the Port Williams dyke coming back the ride we had excellent riding weather.
The last leg of the ride across the Port Williams dyke up to Greenwich Corner and then the home stretch from Greenwich to Wolfville was the most grueling part of the ride. Besides wind and hills, I could feel my energy waning, and there were a few fleeting thoughts of just stopping and sticking out my thumb to a passing car. Beer kept me going but in my darkest thoughts, I remembered that the Port Pub was closer than Paddy's. I was trailing behind, if I stopped would anyone notice? When we rolled in to Wolfville at 12:10 we all headed for the pub, for the reward of a fry up breakfast and beer.
Between Toronto and Nova Scotia we raised around $5700 for the Princess Margaret Research Foundation. Thanks for all your support.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Rainy May, It May Rain

Happy Victoria Day weekend. Three weeks have flown by. Most of the days this month were rainy. It got everyone down and the morning radio hosts were complaining that mushrooms were growing in their hair. Work was frustrating as we completed as much inside work as we could and then after two weeks we finally had to brave the wet and do some outside things anyway.
Peter has been very busy doing everything but the PhD research this month. He had an interesting day of sewer maintenance on May 3.He constructed a wood shed. It looks remarkable like a green house I know, but plastic is cheaper than almost anything else and the solar gain will dry out the wood.All three motorcycles run. This is ironic because usually we are so busy in spring that the motorcycles get pushed back and we aren't riding them until June or July. This year they are ready to go, as soon as the sun comes out. If it ever comes out.

We were unsuccessful in selling the older bikes last fall, but we relisted them on the KIJIJI site and he sold Binky last Friday. Bye Bye Binky, I will miss you. Still looking for a buyer for the Virago though.

He also sold a friend's lawn mower for her this weekend.

The weather finally cleared a little last week and we set up the pool Thursday night after our first day of sun in two weeks. Because there has been so much rain and because we no longer use the well as our main source of water, we just turned the pump on and started filling the pool on Thursday evening. We figured there is as much water in the well as there ever would be so we didn't need to worry about running it dry. Saturday Peter shocked it with chlorine and the water went orange. We weren't sure if it was brown algae or rust. After some internet research it is apparently rust. Since we have only been using the well for making tea and for the greenhouse water (and not much there because of the rain) and maybe because there is so much ground water right now that leaching is occuring, there is a lot of iron built up and when he added the chlorine shock it reacted to the iron. My research says the most effective thing is to filter it with cotton socks and batting. So we did that today and it is amazing how well it works. The water is only red tea colour now.
He also set up the solar heater and made some modifications. The temperature of the heater water Sunday afternoon when the sun finally came out was 35 degrees C while the air temperature was only 15. Wow.

Saturday I went to a fundraiser Plant Sale with my neighbour and laid out a space to make a new garden bed for all the sun plants I am unable to resist. The veg garden is growing well, and now that we squirrel proofed the greenhouse the seedlings are coming along OK too.
My bicycling is getting better. Sunday I biked to Kingsport and back from here. Kingsport is 2 kms and the first bit is all up hill and against the wind. I had to rest at the beach for 10 minutes before I could turn around. When I got home I had to rest on the couch for 20 minutes before I could move. That was only 4 kms but it nearly killed me.
This morning I went the other direction to Canning for bread, and it was mostly downhill on the way so I did an extra loop around the village before I headed back. The ride up hill wasn't as bad as I thought and I was surprised that I didn't need to rest when I got home. I may be able to go out again this afternoon for a second run. I need all the training I can get I think.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Team Ed Charity Ride

Every year there is a charity bike ride to raise money for brain cancer research at the Princess Margaret Hospital Foundation in Toronto. Team Ed, is a group of people who ride in memory of Ed Poty who died of brain cancer 9 years ago. I didn't know Ed, but I know his wife, my friend Sharon, and she does a ride here in Nova Scotia because she no longer lives in Toronto.
For the past two years, I have participated in the Team Ed Ride by showing up at the end of the ride and eating a greasy breakfast at the pub. I was good with that, but this year Sharon challenged me to do more. Now, as my normal two wheeled conveyance has an 850 cc motor to make it go, I thought this sounded so retro that I had to try it.
Today I put new tires on my bicycle because the ride is in two weeks and I need to get out and practice beforehand so I don't puke. I needed new tires because I haven't ridden my bike for 8 years and when I tried to inflate them last year they exploded. After I put on the new tires, I took it for a spin down the road to Kingsport to see if I could still remember how. It really is like riding a bike. Unfortunately I got as far as the winery (about 800 metres) and decided that was enough for the day. (I'm thinking now that may die. but it is too late to back out because I have registered and have a fund raising page and everything!)
In Nova Scotia, we are cycling from Wolfville to Kingsport and back on Sunday June 5. We are taking the scenic Wellington Dyke route and it will be about 50kms all told. Go to the website and search for my name under participants to sponsor me. If I live, I promise the blog post will be worth it.

http://pmhf3.akaraisin.com/Common/Event/Home.aspx?seid=4111&mid=8

Sunday, May 1, 2011

What did you do this weekend?

Not so much house reno as house maintenance. After digging up the drive to install the water line, it got very mucky and rutted in the spring thaw. We first tried to use field stones in the ruts to firm it up and hoped that they would act like cobblestones, but that was a disaster. We talked about getting a man with a digger to grade it and fix up the ditch that ran along side. We talked about doing it by (gasp) hand. We even looked into renting a machine and driving it ourselves. We were waffling about the work and the price of all these options. On Saturday though, our neighbours had a digging machine in their yard to look for the septic tank which they suspected needed pumping. They had spent several hours looking for it with shovels and long poles without success and had decided to get in a professional. We took advantage of that event to ask the guy if he would do some things for us. In about an hour with no physical or organizational effort on our part required at all, it was all done.
He dug the ditch.
He graded the drive. He pulled out several tree stumps that still had massively long roots attached.
He levelled a spot for the new wood shed.
Peter was so happy he couldn't stop grinning.
It cost a $100.
Then, we considered that our septic system hadn't been pumped for several years so we decided to find our tank, and unlike the neighbours, we mostly knew where to look because it was new when we bought the house 8 years ago. I took pictured so we would remember where to look next time, because you only do this every few years. We are not sure if it needs to be pumped or not, but we will call and try to piggy back onto our neighbour's house call now that it is all dug up.
I started back to work this week, and except one particularly gruelling day I didn't feel as bad as expected. I did get a sunburn on Thursday because the weather went from cold and rainy to hot and muggy in about 3 minutes and apparently it was sunny for at least some of the time.These are a couple of gratuitous pottery photos from the last glaze kiln. I just unloaded a bisque this week and I've been working on making plaster molds for some new ideas. The plaster is a nightmare though and I've had several mishaps with it setting too quickly or oozing out of the forms and going everywhere.

Monday, April 11, 2011

The best laid plans...and a look back in history

I had this plan to gently ease into gardening this year. I would go out for an hour or so and rake a bit here, tidy a bit there...
It started out OK. I pruned all the fruit trees in February.
I pruned all the shrubs in March.
Last weekend was sunny and warmish. I spent hours raking and weeding and edging and top dressing. Two days in a row. I can't move more than my fingers to type.
My small goal was to uncover the shade garden and check on the perennials there.
From there I branched out to raking up some branches in the drive and the lawn. But this is how my thought process became my undoing.
"But why rake branches until all the tree pruning is done?"
So I did that.
"And if I'm uncovering the rhubarb, shouldn't I just top dress it with fertilizer? But before I top dress, shouldn't I weed out the crab grass? But if I'm weeding crabgrass, shouldn't I give the bed a hard edge to stop the grass from re-invading the rhubarb? Since I have the edger out, shouldn't I do the same to the asparagus bed? And it has crabgrass too...."

Today I took it easy and simply loaded up the truck with branches to take to the compost site and I bought a new burn barrel. Our old burn barrel is rather rusted out and I have been meaning to replace it for two years, so one more item off the List with a capital L.
Why do we need a burn barrel? We don't much. When we were first here and doing a lot of house destruction, we burned a lot of the short and scrappy lumber we were removing from the house. This picture from 2005 illustrates how much we are talking about. This is one of my favourite pictures from that time. I went to visit a friend in Scotland, and when I came home, this is what my house looked like. The upstairs is missing, the diagonal line on the left of the picture is the upstairs bedroom wall, the lighter coloured square is where the dining room used to be.
This picture is about a month later with the shell of the new construction almost complete. We actually reclaimed a lot of the lumber you see piled here, either we saved the wood to be reused or we chopped it into short lengths and used it to heat the workshop.
We were doing so much that it would have been prohibitive to pay for dumping the mixed construction waste at the transfer station, and it is so far away that it took a lot of time to get there and back with a load on our little truck. When we started the destruction we had a dumpster for the initial debris and it was 100's of dollars. ouch.
Then I began to use the burn barrel to burn all the branches from spring clean up, but now I can take it for free to the compost site in town which is much closer than the county site.
We still have a lot of paper which I have been trying to burn in the wood stove all winter, but that creates a lot of ash that needs to be removed frequently. The paper is old bills, taxes from 1994 to 2000, files and files of stuff we don't need to hang on to any longer, boxes and boxes full. I have a shredder, but the volume would take ages to shred, just as the burning in the wood stove was taking ages, hence the new burn barrel.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

The List - Part Two

Technology is conspiring against me as I attempt to do more of my List with a capital L.
I tried shortening my Frenchy's jeans, and the iron stopped working. This is not a new development, about 15 months ago the iron stopped working but I liked it so much I decided to have it fixed rather than buy one new. After waiting weeks for a diagnosis from the repair shop in the city that is only open M-F, 9 -5 therefore making it very difficult to get to, I was told by the useless repair guy that it worked perfectly and to come pick it up. To be fair, it does work perfectly for the first 7 minutes, and then it shuts off and will not turn back on until it sits there for at least a few hours. As long as you can iron something in 7 minutes there is no problem, and usually I can manage to speed iron anything I need, but not today. Happily, the iron I bought to go to University 24 years ago still works, so I did get the legs of my jeans hemmed. One more item checked off.
I tried making a new work belt to replace the one stolen last year. After cleaning the sewing machine, and locating the proper thread and needle, and changing the tension to work with the heavy duty nylon I began reverse engineering from memory the Caribiner holder only to find that it was a little more complicated than I expected. The sweetie informed me that there is a portfolio of patterns somewhere for all of those things he used to make, but after searching every box in the basement for an hour I gave up. I did find the 1960's warming tray that I could have used for his birthday party last month.
Having lost interest in the work belt, I tried using a CD to write my own Legal Will (because really, this has been on the list for several years now) only to find that the desk top computer will not read a CD any more. The desktop is 8, which in computer years is like 80, and the Sweetie has been wanting a new one for about a year or maybe two. It is slow. It does have memory issues (like most Octogenarians) and let's face it, the CD drive could have been broken for months, or even years because when was the last time I wanted to use a CD anyway? Perhaps the occasional dusting could have helped. I am still holding out on buying a new one because I know there is a property tax bill coming soon to my mailbox, and I spent my income tax refund on new tires for the truck. The simplest thing to do is buy a downloadable version of this and bypass the CD thing completely. But I am too cheap to buy a second version of a thing I already bought but can't use and so I am in limbo. Perhaps the dear Sweetie will let me use his laptop. If I die before I write my will, I will spare a thought for all of you left behind suffering under probate while I'm sipping my mead in Valhalla.
A few pictures of new pots. I'm in a texture stage these days. Last week I was rejected from a juried craft fair in the city. The rejection was a form letter, which stated several criteria which I may have failed to meet. I prefer to think that I was rejected because I was not a local resident rather than my pots are not good enough. The rejection was a relief as I was worried I wouldn't have enough wares stocked up, but that had the detrimental effect of slowing my production even further and now I find I'm back to the experimental stage instead of doing more of the same to get a good selection of similar things. I am a pottery flibbertigibbet.
Also last week I was accepted to a three day Christmas show at the end of October. Unfortunately the end of October is too far away to panic me into action. I fear I might need to start setting weekly goals for production or it is all going to go badly.
Here is a gratuitous cute dog photo.

Sunny and Freezing, I tackle the LIST

Almost the end of March. The spring equinox came and went without much fanfare. It has been colder this week and the mucky drive is drier and more solid, mostly because it is frozen again. Fooled by the sunshine I set out to prune the overgrown honeysuckles (Lonicera tartarica) and some other shrubs yesterday morning. The thermometer said Zero but I figured it would warm up with the sunshine. At noon I admitted defeat, half frozen from the north wind that made the day feel more like -14 'C. The rest of the garden work will have to wait for a milder day.
This is day two of fierce wind, and we are burning our way through the wood we bought last fall for next winter. This winter we easily burned 3 1/2 cords, almost double what we burned last year. This winter though it was cold in early October and it is still cold now. Where as last winter it was still warm in November and spring in February. Having said that, we burned 100 L less of oil in the furnace. A result of both of us being home much of the time and the wood stove being lit more than last year.
Last night we remembered to turn off the lights for Earth Hour. It was really dark and all we could to was sit by the fire and talk about the Federal Election. The sweetie is a political junky and is very excited about the election. I am already bored with the idea, especially knowing that for the next 36 days, I will have to endure him yelling sarcastic comments at the TV whenever Stephen Harper appears. We cancelled cable two weeks ago, and he is really missing the all news channels. We still have internet though, so he can watch much of what is going on that way. I have a friend who, when she gets exasperated at her DH for one of his many quirks, his response is to say "How can you complain? I could be an alcoholic, gambling wife beater?" With this in mind I try to remind myself that my situation could be worse, the Sweetie could watch sports.
The thought of being called back to work soon has spurred me to do some of those things on my List with a capital L, only to be thwarted by technology at every turn. You know the List, those things that take a back seat when you are busy, and when you have time you are so used to them that you forget they need attention.
Like the pepper grinder that probably hasn't worked well for two or three years now. Last week in an effort to get something out of it I tightened the top knob too much and cracked the top completely into two pieces. It went on the grocery list for two weeks before I remembered to pick one up.
Snazzy yes? It is a ceramic grinder and so far we are still over peppering as one small twist equals about 15 twists from the old grinder. Small victories.
The alarm clock was another victory. Shortly after we bought it 10 years ago I dropped it and the face plate came off and the radio didn't tune quite right so that when the radio alarm went off you could hear the beeping alarm in the back ground. Annoying yes, but only until you get up and then you promptly forgot about it (for a decade) Last week I dropped it again (it was a clumsy week last week) and the digital numbers stopped displaying properly. At one point the dear sweetie asked what time it was and I replied, "L 1 L." In my defence of this decade long apathy I will say that I tried to replace it last Christmas time, but when I got to the store I was overwhelmed at the choices and left after 15 minutes without purchasing anything. Did I want one alarm or two? Did I want it to project the time? Automatically update? Have a choice of noises? Have an ipod charger? What colour? This time I took the DS with me and he helped me through it, crisis averted.
And the thermometer. We have one outside the kitchen window to tell us what to wear in the morning. Except it is on the east side of the house and while it is very accurate after 10am, in the early morning while the sun is rising and while we are getting dressed, it lies. It increases the real temperature by several degrees. Note the jaunty angle from having fallen off the bracket every time there is an east wind. How can you trust such a thing? There have been many days I set out with only a t shirt when I should have been wearing a sweater and hat. So I purchased a new one, with the proper numbers larger than the others, and the DS put it outside the living room window on the north side for more accurate morning temperatures. The picture tells the the flaw in this plan. Take only 1 minute after the last picture, the temperature is 5 degrees higher on the north side of the house at supper time when the sun is setting and hits this spot! It amazes me that the sun comes that far around the house only a few days after the vernal equinox.
While not exactly on the List, last week I picked a dear friend up at the airport and as a thank you (or perhaps as a late birthday pressie) she gave me this beautifully quilted tea cosy. What a hoot!
And finally, gratuitous cute cat photo.

Friday, March 18, 2011

We Have Water - Finally

On Monday, we hooked the water from the municipal curb stop into our house plumbing and disconnected the well. It took a mere two hours, and at the end, two men from the county inspected the job and turned on the valve at the end of the driveway.It was all so painless, one wonders why we take so long to do these things.
We immediately noticed chlorine when we ran the tap in the kitchen. The dog and cat both looked askance at their water bowls before trying the new supply. I did two loads of laundry and maybe it is just my imagination but I think it smells cleaner. We did have high iron content in the well and the fabric felt softer straight out of the washer. Washing dishes (not that I do that often) also feels better on the hands and the dishwasher dishes seem cleaner too. It makes sense because laundry and dish detergent is formulated for a standard type of chlorinated water, so if they are working better I can understand why.
We noticed that tea tasted different, for me it was flat and burnt tasting. We always meant to keep the well for the greenhouse and garden, so we plumbed a bar tap in the kitchen sink from the well, and we use that for tea.Now that spring is here, the driveway we dug up for the water line is mucky and deeply rutted. We have spent some days adding field stone and levelling off the drive, but it will be a long process to repair the damage.Our only remaining question is what will this cost? We have a meter on the water now, so we will have a good idea of our consumption and will have to pay accordingly. Every three months a truck will come by and electronically read the meter which has a little wire that transmits signals to a little device they carry for that purpose.
So far, so good.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Snow Day

I think the weather network has made us all into weenies. We are getting another snow day today. Our last snow day was... yesterday, except it was a non-event with all of 2 cm falling in a 12 hour period. The one before that was also a non-event but still they keep putting up that RED SCREEN OF DEATH! on the weather network. Today we are meant to get 45 cm, which in weather network math conversion works out to be probably 4-5cms.
Still I find myself planning my day around the RED SCREEN OF DEATH! Yesterday I did the errands early to avoid Armageddon Shopping in New Mindless and I always have a pot of water on the counter for tea in case we lose power . I find myself thinking, 'Oh, we might lose power, better
1.have a shower
2. do the dishes
3. bring in extra wood
4. check my email

I know, the last one doesn't make much sense.
One wonders what our increasing weenie population would do if faced by a really extreme event like the floods or cyclone in Australia.
It's just snow, find a good book and wait 12 hours.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Chili Bottles and Pottery Molds

Last week I went to make chili, and about half way through that process I went to the pantry to get the chili powder, and it wasn't there. It was at that moment I remembered watching the Sweetie drop and break the chili bottle, spilling the contents mixed with broken glass all over the floor about a month or so earlier. I had never replaced the chili powder.
For years we had a lot of bags and packages of various spices thrown into a box in a cupboard, because invariably when you buy a bag or package of spice it won't all go into the tiny spice bottles that come in the standard spice rack. Then one day I discovered little flip lid bottles at the Dollarama. They are perfect size to hold an entire spice package, which means I can eliminate the box of extra stuff in the cupboard. I bought about 30 of them, 2 for $1. Once I bought emergency chili powder for the chili I was making, I realized I didn't have any extra bottles in the pantry. Off I went this week to the Dollarama for more bottles.
Anyone who has visited a dollar store or similar establishment will understand when I say that I cannot leave there without buying more than I planned. I'm sure they rearrange the store so you always have to hunt for what you came to buy. While you are hunting, you invariably find loads of things you didn't know you needed. While I was hunting for spice bottles, several items leapt into my arms. (I never take a basket because I'm only there for one thing, which of course results in me dropping the arm load of stuff I'm carrying around the store while still looking for the thing I came for.)
Dollar stores are great places to find pottery stuff, because the best pottery stuff is cheap kitchen supplies. This week, in addition to spice bottles (this time 3 for $1) I bought several plastic and glass serving platters to use as molds in the studio. So far I have tried four of these with varied success.
One small square plate worked perfectly the first time. One larger square plate cracked as it dried too much before I took it off the mould. Twice. One round plate worked OK but it was pretty boring to look at. One oval platter got stuck on when I forgot to dust the clay with cornstarch beforehand, and then the same oval platter stuck again even though I remembered the cornstarch the second time. I still have two more bowls and two more platters I haven't yet attempted, but I think I will stop trying to use any of them directly and make plaster molds first.
Still, where else can you get a weekend of fun for under $20?

Sunday, January 23, 2011

The Joys of Winter - Seriously


Winter finally came. After rain and wind for the autumn straight through Christmas, January finally started looking and feeling like winter. I never used to like winter but I have discovered the joy of the season in the past few years.
1. No working. As a horticulturist snow and ice = time off.
2. New wardrobe. Long wool coats with matching or contrasting accessories, short jackets, a variety of sweaters, boots of every colour and height. By the time warm weather comes around I have forgotten what my summer wardrobe looks like and it is all new again too.
3. Shoe shoeing. I stay on top of the snow, the dog sinks giving her an extra workout without taxing my energy.
4. Storm days. I don't really need the excuse to stay home but I'll take an excuse anyway. This pine in our neighbours field cracked in a wind storm before Christmas, it got hung up on another pine, and they both came down Friday, our most recent windy, snowy day.
5. Sunny days. The sun on snow makes the house bright.
6. Curling. It's really just an excuse for different clothes, see item 2. But it also gives me some exercise and gets me out of the house except when item 4 gives me the excuse to stay home.
7. Books. Sadly the other three seasons keep me too busy to read for pleasure much, and I no longer can use public transit to go to work, so winter is reading time. I've been catching up, it's heavenly.
8. Birthday! It was last week, I got good loot and the sweetie made me gingerbread cake with whipped cream.
9. Pottery. I've been experimenting with form and technique again, and while that is producing another batch of mishmash without any coherence (again) I don't care, I'm having fun.
10. Garden Reading. Mostly magazines and websites and seed catalogues allowing me to plan and dream what I could do next year without the hassle of actually remembering how much work it all is.

Monday, January 3, 2011

How Gardeners Get Their Jollies

Happy New Year. We survived the season of Madness. It was good. Saw lots of friends, some from away, some from here but living away. Didn't over eat too much. Didn't get too much excessive stuff that we didn't need or want. The other one has been off since early December, and we have done some useful but mundane chores around the house over the past few weeks. Tonight, while tidying up my photos in the computer, I found some pictures of a gardening project I did last October and meant to write about but never had the time due to: work, craft fair madness, pre-Madness madness and just general all round madness.
It is still an experiment in progress, and finding the pictures made me go check on the actual experiment to see how it was getting along.So far so good, which is gratifying as I put a lot of work into this one.
Last October, I started taking apart the planters that the Town uses on the street in summer. One plant we always like to use for the planter boxes is ornamental sweet potato vine. They don't usually flower in Nova Scotia, but add interesting and full foliage to the planters. They come in lime green, bronze, and tricolour. I like the lime green ones the best, they really set off purple or blue flowered plants like heliotrope or verbena, and they are tough as nails for drought and wind and drunks. All of which we get on Main Street.
The down side is their price. A four inch plant retails for $4.99. I know we bought at least 54 last spring, that is $250+ just for one type of plant. They are expensive because they are grown by cuttings and our local nurseries can only buy plugs and pot them up because they are patented and you must pay a royalty to propagate them.
Last spring I put two lime green plants in each planter, and by fall they were huge trailing vines over the side of the boxes. As their name suggests, they make sweet potatoes. The lime green plants make pink ones. I'm not sure if they are edible, they are a cultivated variety selected as ornamentals and I imagine they are probably more starchy than tasty. But plants that produce storage organs like tuberous roots (as these are), true tubers, rhizomes, bulbs and corms do so as a method for surviving a season when growing conditions are not favourable for the plant. So it would stand to reason that I should be able to store the sweet potatoes and use them to grow plants again next spring. Last year, I saved some in my basement as an experiment. I treated them just like I treat Canna rhizomes. I brushed the soil off them, let them dry a bit and then stuck them in a box in the basement and forgot about them. This worked for the Cannas, but come spring, the sweet potatoes were wizened up and not one grew when I potted them up.
This year, I got scientific. I started researching how to save ornamental sweet potato vine on the Internet, and what I found was that it was all but impossible to do. Every gardening forum and website suggested that the tubers were useless but you could take a cutting in fall, root it in water and grow the plant as a house plant. A colleague at work tried this and it worked. Sweet potato vine roots easily just by sticking it in a jar of water. The problem with this, is that I want to save lots and lots. More than I have room to grow in my living room certainly.
And then there is my dirty little secret...I kill house plants. I am useless with plants indoors. I am aware of the irony. I cannot seem to keep a plant alive inside over the winter. Mostly because I forget to water it, and unlike the dog and cat, (and the sweetie for that matter) who will tell you that they are hungry, a plant will go to its death quite uncomplainingly.
Logically, and biologically, a plant would not put so much effort into producing a storage structure unless it was able to use it for survival. So I concluded that someone had figured out how to do this for the edible type of sweet potatoes, because after all we eat those in Nova Scotia all year round. I surmised that if I could duplicate the storage method for edible sweet potatoes, it would work for the ornamental ones as well.
I began by looking at agricultural websites and university research papers on sweet potatoes. I found a really good research paper by Paul Sumner at the University of Georgia (where else would you expect research on sweet potatoes?) It went into a lot of detail of how they commercially harvest and store sweet potatoes. I learned that I did everything wrong. Sweet potatoes need a warm humid curing environment for several days, followed by a cool moist storage environment. The paper is very specific about the temperatures and humidity and duration if you care to read about it at the link above. The problem is that it describes the commercial methods, with big specially built facilities with computer controlled environments. I needed to devise something that would do the same thing, for cheap on a small scale.
First, how to cure them at 28 degrees Celsius and 94% humidity? The humidity would come from putting them in a large plastic garbage bag. Their own moisture would keep the humidity high. The temperature was more of a problem, our house is a comfortable 18 degrees in summer most days because we are heavily shaded on the south and the house is super insulated with the windows shut. By October it is getting cooler outside but not so cool we want to light a fire or turn on the heat. At first I thought I should get an electric heating pad and cover them. The sweetie wasn't too keen on running a heating pad for 10 days continuous just for a crazy plant experiment. He came up with using the warm space on top of the fridge.
If you have room on top of the fridge it is good for all sorts. I have a friend that uses it to thaw frozen dinner rolls quickly. It is useful for rising bread dough, and I myself have used it to hasten germination of seedlings in spring. The compressor that cools the fridge has to expel heat somewhere, and usually it is out the back and rises to the ceiling. Even if the top of your fridge is not open, an enclosed cupboard above will be a few degrees warmer than the rest of the room.
The sweetie made a box out of 5 pieces of Styrofoam, 2 inches thick. We had this just lying around in the barn because we are in constant renovation mode and you never know when you night need some off cuts of Styrofoam. The bottom piece was square, roughly the size of the fridge top. The sides were 8 inches high, and hung out over the back of the fridge all the way to the wall. The top covered the sides to the wall also, and this way the heat got trapped into the insulated box. The front was cut to slot neatly into the rim made by the bottom top and sides, with a finger slot for opening. I was amazed to find that the temperature got up to 26 degrees Celsius in the box. The research paper suggested that a lower temperature would need a longer curing time, so I placed the sweet potatoes in the box and left them there for a two weeks instead of 10 days.
The curing is meant to produce a thicker skin on the sweet potato so it can be stored. When you dig them, sweet potatoes are easily bruised or damaged by the shovel, so treat them gently, more like a peach than a potato because any bumps or cuts will wound them and they will start to rot in the curing stage. One bad sweet potato can spoil the whole lot, so check them frequently and take out any that are going soft or mouldy.
Once I was sure they were cured, my basement is a constantly cool 15 degrees, at 60% rH, perfect for storage. The paper suggests that storing them in crates covered with barely moist sand will help stop the dessication I experienced last year. We still have half a yard of sand left over from the electrical trench we dug to the garage last February, so I used that and occasionally remember to mist the top of the sand lightly to keep it moist.
It has been two months since I put them in the basement, and so far they look the same as the day they went in. If all goes well in spring, I will pot them up in the green house and have lots of reclaimed plants for the street planters next year.