Project 365 Photos: #45
I’ve got a nefarious streak running deep in my veins. It appears I’m willing to take wild risks for a shot! After a fruitless search for signs of spring around my little neighbourhood village, I performed an act of complete desperation, and flat-out sneakiness. I crept into my green-thumbed, somewhat nymph-like, think-she-speaks-to-plants, BFF’s garden, and snapped away without detection or consciense.
Normally, not a big deal, if you ask me, but it just so happens that she’s an awesome photographer with a blog of her own that needs to be fuelled daily too (check her out at Whiskey Tango Foxtrot 4). However, she kinda owes me for sticking a rather humungous paper machier male body part in my front garden in the wee hours of the morning after my 40th birthday party (thank heaven my husband gets up early on weekends to retrieve the newspaper…yikes). Hmmmmm…I don’t think we’re even YET!!!
Most importantly, I got a picture of the only freaking flower blossoms in Ocean Park. Winning!!!!
Pioneer kitchen gardens intrigue me! When I mentioned that to my flinty 78-year-old mother last night, she nearly fell off her chair laughing and said that in her day, they just called them vegetable gardens! LOL. She’s got a point. Sometimes we try to make stuff sound too precious these days. Sigh.
Anyhoo…today I visited The Stewart Farmhouse‘s “From Field to Table: The Pioneer Kitchen Garden Revival” exhibit in South Surrey, BC, with one of my besties, Richelle Lukacin. She’s responsible for my renewed interest in vegetable gardening and she thought it would be good for us to learn more about farming for the dinner table.
I was quite surprised with how many vegetables and flowers are still thriving in the gardens at the farmhouse. It’s the second week in October, and my own garden looks like the Haunted Mansion (sans the mansion part), but this garden is still all green and colourful. Hmmm…maybe I shouldn’t have stopped watering everything on August 31!!!
Kitchen gardens appeal to me because I’m tired of spending hundreds of dollars every year on produce that comes from places far from home. I’m not being protectionist, I’m just a fan of fresh homegrown veggies and fruit. It’s really satisfying to plant seeds, nurture the growing plants, and finally serve up the garden delights at meals.
The draw comes from knowing where our food is coming from; knowing it has been grown with love; knowing it’s not full of pesticides; and, knowing our carbon footprint is a just a wee bit smaller. I’m not creazy enough to say I want to forgo produce sections at my local grocery store ’cause I know how unrealistic that is–don’t post on Facebook that you saw me buying an onion at Safeway! I’m just saying that I’m going to try to be a little more self-sustaining. That’s all 🙂
I couldn’t get very many good pictures from the indoor exhibit due to the lighting, but I got a fuzzy shot of this kitchen advice. It’s true…waste an hour in the morning and you do chase it all day!!! Oh yeah…and apparently I’ve been ruining stews all these years.
Happy Day 🙂
Hello my lovelies…
I snuck away for a wee blog break, and now I’m all refreshed and ready to share my little vignettes. I hope you’re all wiggling your toes in sand, gorging on big fat blueberries, and clipping sweet peas for your bedside tables. Isn’t summertime simply gorgeous?!
My day has been the epitome of summer fun. My pal, Patty, and my daughter Jane joined me for a fieldtrip into the depths of Fraser Valley farm country. It’s amazing to see the burgeoning fields only minutes away from “downtown” White Rock (ba ha ha ha).
Our first stop was Vista D’oro Farms & Winery, where we found delicious preserves to fill our pantries with for those oooooh so long winter months. When we drove in, Patty spotted this bucolic scene and we both grabbed our cameras. The cat kept trying to jump down from the window (typical cat wanting to wreck my shot), but the awesome farm dog kept chasing it right back up!
Then we headed for Full Bloom Farm, where we luxuriated in the field of amazing lavender plants, and enjoyed the beautiful gardens. Unfortunately, the farm shop was closed, so we didn’t have a chance to pick up any treasures. But the lavender was so perfumey and literally buzzing with bees.
Next stop: JD Farms Specialty Turkey Store & Bistro!!! Let’s just say, way too much delicious stuff, really hungry photographer…ergo…no photos!!!! Sorry. It’s worth stopping here just for today’s special: open face hot turkey sandwich with stuffing & gravy (which I sadly didn’t have)! It’s like Christmas dinner in August!!!!!
After lunch, we meandered over to Krause Berry Farms, where I was blown away by the building expansion and garden additions. It’s like berry disneyland!!!!! I didn’t get any shots of the buildings ’cause I was mesmerized by the flowers. We loaded up with fresh-baked blueberry, peach and blackberry pies. Did I mention I’m not eating sugar right now, so I’m constantly in a bad mood and buying as much sugary food as I can get my hands on?!?! My poor family is having sugar overload ’cause I’m off sugar.
I love summer!!!!
Such a proud moment. The first harvest of the 2012 veggie season. It went “crunch” right after this shot. Scrumptious!
Don’t you just love what happens overnight in a garden? This is the little pink poppy that I found in my garden this morning. Looks like there’s another one that I’ll discover tomorrow morning. Garden love!!!!
It’s a drizzly grey morning here on the Wet Coast of BC. and I was so drowsy that I took a sloshing cup of coffee in the car with me while I dropped the kids at school. When I got back home, I was muttering to myself about the dreary weather as I snuck toward the back of my house (I was wearing my pink pajama bottoms under my coat and didn’t want ANYONE to see me…that’s the way I roll). As I walked through the garden gate, an amazing thing happened. A blanket of the most exquisite perfume enveloped me and made me stop in my tracks. Now I don’t know if it’s the rain that intensified the smell, but my honeysuckle vine’s scent was absolutely heavenly, and I stood there for a couple of minutes just drinking in the pure pleasure of that experience. Thank you, rain!!!!
Okay…this isn’t funny anymore…I’m not impressed. WHERE IS THE SUN? The look on my daughter’s face at Crescent Beach yesterday says it all for me. Not. Impressed. Seriously people…I’m thinking of moving to Arizona!!!!!! Lush green lawns be damned. Give me dust and sage brush if it means seeing the blazing ball when I wake up in the morning. I’m getting old.
At least I can keep dry on my verandah! But I still have to wear a winter jacket and clutch my glass of Chardonnay with a gloved hand. Ridiculous. Don’t tell Mark that I dipped into my inventory for a new cushion to lift my spirits. Chartreuse & black just makes me happy.
There. That feels better. I’ve now dumped my bad mood into the universe.