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Last Gift
I like surprises. Well, most of the time I do. I don’t like finding a bug in my coffee or a parking ticket on my windshield.
Finding a dozen turnips from last year’s garden under the snow this morning is the kind of surprise I like. It’s a little like finding a dollar bill in the pocket of an old pair of pants. For me it’s also a reminder that even in the Chicago area a garden is not only a year-round commitment but it also can have a year-round payoff.
I don’t suppose there are any good tomatoes under there…
Planting Time?
Planting time can sneak up on you. If you simply look out the window and wait until you see robins pulling up worms and see some daffodils to plant your garden you can miss a lot of the fun – and cost savings – of planting inside.
It’s not at all early to begin planting, depending on where you are and what you are planting. Indoor planting can begin right now for things like peppers which are slow to get started. Tomatoes could be planted at the same time but usually a little later. I like to plant some marigolds so they’re almost ready to bloom when I put them in the ground.
I’ve come upon a pretty handy and quite reliable source that serves as a good reminder of what to plant when. This is the 2010 Best Planting Dates for Seeds from the Old Farmer’s Almanac. All you need to do is to fill in your town or zip code and information based on average last frost date is there for most things you might wish to plant. There is even a separate date listed as “Moon-favorable Dates.” Having lived on the ocean I am aware of the power of the moon to change tides so I guess it could have some effect on plants. I haven’t paid much attention to this myself.
So what are you planting? Just shoot me a comment (below) and let me know. Should I experiment with comparing “Moon-favorable Dates” plantings with regular dates?
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Just a little update on this post…
“Pogo,” one of the knowledgeable people on the Organic Gardening forum reacted wisely to my mention of the Best Planting Dates for Seeds information. She said, “…All these predictors are based on probability. Generally it isn’t a date, but a range with a certain probability of freezing or not. I like this map (from NOAA) because it gives the probability of both frost (32) and freeze (28). How far you push the dates just depends on how much risk you want to take.”
Even in a very small area that date can be different depending on if you are on the north side of a mountain or the south side; if you are right on the shore or on a nearby rise overlooking that same spot. The date for a valley can be different than the date for the adjoining two rises.
Your own records for YOUR location are the best yet not perfect when it comes to determining the date of the last frost for you.
New Light for an Old Darkroom
It’s a little difficult to picture a garden in the same place where all I’ve seen is snow since December. But daylight is a little longer now and the brutal sub-zero temperatures seem to have gone. The picture changes slowly.
This is the time of year that I like to prepare for the growing season ahead. It’s almost time for indoor planting and that requires some preparation. This year I’m installing a 48″ florescent light in my old darkroom (oh, the irony) to get my tomatoes and peppers excited about life.
I’ve also made a “map” of what will go where in the garden. It wasn’t easy finding full sun for almost everything I plan to grow. If you throw in the rotation factor (trying not to plant things in the same place in successive years) and complementarity (planting vegetables that do well together) it’s a puzzle that would make Will Shortz proud.
I just noticed that my work desktop (non computer) seems to belie my commitment to photography right now. The photo below tells where my heart is. I photographed this exactly as I found it.
More planning, pulling out saved seeds from last year… and how am I going to install that light?
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“Huge Pumpkins up to 70″ Around!”
Last year’s successes have emboldened me enough to expand the garden. For the first time I’ve saved some seeds from last year to plant this year. Jesse brought some seeds from Brooklyn at Christmas that I’m anxious to plant and today I got some pumpkin seeds that will give me “huge pumpkins, up to 70″ around!”
I’ve taken a different approach to seed selection. Last year I picked up seeds on sale from Ace and Home Depot. This year I’ve done that again but I’ve also investigated some of the seed companies that specialize in heirloom and rare varieties. I have also taken a look at some of the companies that sell primarily to commercial producers. Those companies that maintain their own test lots and labs and trial grounds and whose germination rates exceed federal standards are the places I want to shop for seeds. Although there are others, I’ve taken a close look at Johnny’s Selected Seeds, Territorial Seed Company, Stokes Seeds Ltd. and Parks Seed Company which has a wonderful Gardeners Handbook.
This year my favorite resource for seeds is the Seed Savers Exchange. This is a non-profit organization that saves and shares heirloom seeds. It is the largest non-governmental seed bank in the United States. They have 23 acres of certified organic preservation gardens. Their site itself contains a wealth of information on all aspects of gardening as well as seed saving and trading. Even their seed packets have instructions for seed saving . The Seed Savers Exchange is the source of the seeds photographed above.
Let me know if you’ve come upon a favorite seed source.
And yes, I know I already used this photo.
Welcome… or Welcome Back!
The focus of our blog – photo-synthesis …a photographer tries to garden – will again turn to the garden – mine and yours. We go from the Black Eyed Peas to snow peas. This will never be a “how to do it” look at anything but rather a “let’s try this thing together and see what happens” experiment.
Those who followed last years version understand that I am relying on help from friends near and far, novices and experts. Yes, we actually depend on information from you for our food!
Again my camera will never be far from me to document the process, the discoveries and the experiments.
I am hoping to include some guest writers this time so don’t be shy about wanting to be included. Just send me an e-mail and let me know what you have in mind. I also intend to invite a couple of knowledgeable gardeners to help us out.
Thanks for taking a look.
Bill
New Light from Uncle Lou
I really like getting e-mail messages from Uncle Lou. He has nine decades under his belt and with deteriorating vision his messages sometimes seem like code. The message below came this past Saturday. Although there are no photos with this post, I think Uncle Lou’s writing provides more insight and texture than any of my photos could.
Dear Family:
Every few yeas I relate this Martin Luther King experienceto the family.. it’s been a while so …..
About 20 of us Presbyterian ministers were in Memphis in 1968 during the two weeks just before Dr. King was assassinated.. for sutdying the idea of planting new city churches.
It was duriong the height of the garbage strike.. garbage piled high on every street. Racial tension was high. Some of us ministers were able to get intouch with the striker leadelrs.. we learned about the mass rallie and 4 or 5 of us went to one. thousands there.. what energy and tension and enthusiasm !! It was in a huge place called “The Temple”. And you’ve never hear such a choir ! hundreds in it.. I’m sure you’ve African American choirs.. but you’ve never heard one like this one on that night. WOW !
We wre the only caucasians thee and they had us sit on the plaform.. RalphAbernathy.. Roy Wilkins.. I sat and t alked with Philip Randolph, President of Pullman Porters union all evening. I’ve always treasured that. Dr. King was not there.. at least not in evidence. They took up the collection in garbage cans.
Just a couple of days after we got back to Louisville, Dr. King was kiled. Ruth and I marched in a sumbolic funeral procession hee inLouisville at the same time as the one in Atlanta. We got real flack fromsome of the congregation !
It always brings to mind the racial tension here.. Father Maloney and I did the evening shift on the phone “hot lines” at the old YMCA. We lost some membes because I agreed to swap pulpits for one Sundah with an African-American church in the west end.
Wonderful memories !.
Enjoy the day. It is a holiday.
Father (and other titles) Lou
A Few Thoughts About Baseball
Each year when the World Series puts baseball to bed, I think of it as a game that doesn’t quite go to sleep. Last night the Yankees won – for better or worse – and players and management from all teams will take some time off. For the losers there’s a bitter taste for a while but even for them this event signals vacation and healing.
For most baseball fans it’s a little different. The end of the World Series signals thoughts of “next year” and hope. Even the slow, steadied pace of this game without time limits speaks of hope. Certainly for Cubs fans baseball is a glowing ember that helps keep one warm through a cold winter.
To baseball fans everywhere – even Yankees fans – I wish you warmth and hope for the coming winter.
A Nearer Landscape #4
Maple leaves and pine needles look like they are swimming in a vat of oil on my driveway. Actually that is a little oil from our old Toyota mixed with rain water.
See Rod Run
Rod Blagojevich has always liked to run… running for governor of the state of Illinois, running from cameras, running to cameras. Lately he’s been running from one reality show to another.
Here’s he’s running in the 2006 Fourth of July parade in Wheaton, IL. That’s the first time I saw him run.
New Look… New Focus
The garden that has been my source of inspiration – and food – since April is beginning its natural decline. The cooler weather and shorter daylight hours are suspending growth to all but the newly-planted carrots and turnips. It’s almost time to put it to bed for the year.
I’ve enjoyed the process tremendously and have accomplished most of what I had hoped. My experiments with gardening will continue and I will include some of those in future posts.
I regret not featuring some of my friends’ gardens as I had hoped. My friend Dave, for instance, has a wonderful garden and a greenhouse that he built. I had every intension of taking some photos and featuring that but… well, next year.
The focus of the new blog – photo-synthesis …a new light on old themes – will take a look at the creation of photographs – both personal and assignment photos. We’ll not only look at recent assignment successes and failures but I will take a look back at some early “interesting” – okay, nightmare assignments.
I would really like your input in this thing. Everyone is free to comment.
I’m using this photo of my grandson to introduce a new look and a new focus. Noah is sitting on a deserted Lake Superior beach with a blank slate in front of him. This is how I approach each photo assignment and how I want to view this blog.
Labor Day, Abraham Lincoln, and Genesis
As I take the day off from both my hoe and my camera, I’ve come across a wonderful Labor Day thought. This comes from my wife’s cousin, Trina Zelle – a Presbyterian minister in Arizona. -Bill
Not only was our 16th president adept at citing scripture to underscore his points, it could be argued that Abraham Lincoln read scripture through the lens of his own experience as a worker. In light of his unsurpassed eloquence, we sometimes forget that, early on in his career, he was known as “the rail-splitter.” It is perhaps because of this acquaintance with physical labor that Lincoln’s take on Genesis 3:19 is so strikingly different from conventional and even scholarly interpretations.
God speaks in Genesis 3:19, telling Adam and Eve what awaits them beyond the gates of the garden:
By the sweat of your brow
you will eat your food
until you return to the ground,
since from it you were taken;
for dust you are
and to dust you will return.
The traditional view of this passage is one of work as punishment for the sin of disobedience: “by the sweat of your brow/you will eat your food.” Lincoln, however, did not view it as the description of a punishment but rather as a moral imperative: the food you eat is to be the result of your own work, not someone else’s.
His interpretation of this passage was not an incidental observation made in passing, but can be found in many of his speeches, letters, and reported conversations. Time after time, Lincoln stands with workers against those who would benefit from their labor without just compensation. It is this core belief that serves to undergird his opposition to slavery: you shall not live by the sweat of others.
Lincoln’s life experience of hardship led him to read scripture from the perspective of a worker, and it transformed our nation. His opposition to slavery was a logical extension of his commitment to worker rights.
Now imagine someone else reading scripture. Not a person who has risen to Lincoln’s stature, but an immigrant, waiting this very evening in Altar, Mexico, to begin the dangerous desert crossing to what she hopes will be work, just wages, and a new and better life. Imagine reading these selections from Deuteronomy 26 through the eyes and from the experience of such a person:
My father was a wandering Aramaean and he went down into Egypt with a few people…and became a great nation.…but the Egyptians mistreated us and made us suffer, putting us to hard labor. Then we cried out to the Lord…so the Lord brought us out of Egypt…and brought us to this place and gave us this land, a land flowing with milk and honey.
Not everyone has the poverty-stricken background of an Abraham Lincoln or the unknown woman crossing the desert. But we all have the capacity to imagine, to put ourselves in someone else’s place. Such identification is part of what makes us human. And so I invite you to pick up the texts sacred to your faith. You don’t have to pick out an obvious passage that deals directly with economic justice or worker rights. Read any passage, but do so through the lens of a disenfranchised person – an immigrant; a person who has just lost their job and perhaps their house. See what they see. Feel what they feel. That is the beginning of the kind of solidarity that can transform the world.
Rev. Trina Zelle, ordained by the Presbyterian Church (USA), is Lead Organizer for Interfaith Worker Justice of Arizona.
Decay… Again
Once again I am struck by the aesthetic side of decomposition. This time I took the broccoli leaf into the studio to photograph it. It was a little late in the evening and pretty dark for photography outside.
This is the same type of leaf that in June I was so taken by its waterproof quality. It now looks very different. No longer waterproof, it has taken a distinctly autumn-ish color. It looks worn and ragged.
As my garden ages it changes in so many ways. Leaves like this broccoli leaf become battle scarred. Tomato plants wither from the inside as they seem to yield their energy to the fruits as they ripen. The same fate falls to Noah’s pumpkin plants. They look horrible – just dying – again, in sacrifice to the beautiful pumpkins they produce.
Only the pepper plants continue to look as virile as their fruits.
This is the period of the greatest harvest. It comes at a price the plant itself pays. We enjoy the harvest but I also watch as the plants begin to succumb to their efforts.
Pumpkins, Carrots, Turnips & Bison
Today I spent a lot of time in the garden. I tore out an area next to the pumpkins that had a couple of sickly zucchini plants and weeds. After cleaning it out I planted carrots. In a similar fit of activity I pulled out the remaining turnips – maybe 20 or so – and planted a fall crop of turnips.
The pumpkins continue to grow but word is getting around the animal world that pumpkin is pretty tasty. Does anyone have any idea how to protect pumpkins from the squirrels/rabbits/raccoons/birds that are sampling them? Do I use chicken wire?
I’d love to hear some ideas.
Katie asked if we could take a trip to Fermi Lab in Batavia where there is a great hike through a large meadow of grasses and wildflowers and woods. What she really wanted to see was the Bison herd.
It was a great way to wrap up the day.
Big Plants… and REALLY Big Plants
The largest plant I have in my garden is a couple of pumpkin plants. They long ago
“crawled” over the fence and seem to wander at will in my yard. That’s OK with me. It’s less grass to mow.
For all its size there are only 5 pumpkins growing. They are large pumpkins and Noah seems to enjoy them. They grew with amazing speed – much like Noah.
This past June I photographed a wedding in California. Since it was a late afternoon wedding my friend Jim and I spent a couple of hours the morning of the wedding at the Big Trees State Park.
The Park is home to some of the largest trees in the world. Some of them were large trees when Christ was born.
Their pace of growth is very different than Noah’s pumpkins, however. While the pumpkins have a few scars from birds pecking and squirrels scratching them, some of the sequoias and redwoods have holes from Pileated woodpeckers and black marks from lightning strikes from hundreds of years ago.
I find the different cycles of plant growth very interesting but I’m glad Noah doesn’t have to wait a couple of thousand years for his pumpkins.
Mid-Season Evaluation
The All Star Game this week has put me in a mood to evaluate how things are going in the garden. Like the Cubs, there are both good and bad things to report.
The photos below tell mostly of the good things going on. The first peppers, both bell and jalapeño, emerged from their flowers today. Zucchini and broccoli are producing well. Noah is seeing the beginnings of what are supposed to become 25-pound pumpkins. Turnips continue to be available to pull as needed. Tomatoes are green, growing and prolific.
Actually there are very few problems to report. A couple of my zucchini plants are wilting. I suspect either the Squash bug or the Squash vine borer is the culprit. I’ve seen both in the garden. Although there are Japanese beetles in massive numbers, they are not as fond of my garden without green beans this year. They are preferring the grape plants.
In evaluating this blog itself, it seems that a more regular posting would be good. This week I got rather involved with photographing insects and neglected my posts. (Well, I also had some work to do.) I will have some things to say – and show – concerning creepy crawlies in a future post.
And finally, inspired by Jesse’s “bug’s eye view” of his pumpkin plant, I’ve included below a similar view of Noah’s pumpkin plant that long ago escaped it’s boundaries. The photo shows the point of escape.
Not Pets… Not Pests
They’ve hung around since early spring and we’ve become quite “familiar”. I walk past them several times a day – often coming within a foot or two of them – and always greet them with a quiet “Hello, Rabbits.”
Cindy and I have resisted giving them names. They aren’t pets. But they have the relaxed attitude of a pair of old hounds. They yawn, stretch and scratch. On one very hot afternoon one of them was under the maple tree beside our studio lying flat on his back chewing a large leaf. As I walked to the garden he looked back at me as if he was disappointed that I didn’t offer him a glass of lemonade.
I think we understand each other pretty well. The rabbit couple has its agenda and we have ours. The fact is, we both need to eat.
I can thank the rainy weather that I’ve been complaining about in previous posts for the congeniality of the rabbits. The rain has allowed an abundance of grass (and weeds) to feed them. It may not be worth their effort to scale even our modest fence if to a rabbit dandelions are as tasty as broccoli.
The same rain that fed the rabbits made our garden grow in abundance. The truth is I wouldn’t deny rabbits a few zuccini or lettuce plants. There’s no need to go all Elmer Fudd on them. I’ve never been concerned about a few animals or even insects getting their due portion of my garden.
But…I did see a pair of young raccoons a few evenings ago eyeing my tomato plants…
More on Forage Oakland
The New York Times has a very good article about Forage Oakland, the fruit exchange in Oakland, California founded by Sarah’s friend, Asi.
Take a look at Neighbor, Can You Spare a Plum? here.
There are some fine photos of Asi there too!
Longest Day for Photo-Synthesis
On Saturday I am shooting a friend’s wedding in a California vineyard. Since it is an early evening wedding and outside I will need as much daylight as I can get in order to create nice photos.
As it turns out, I am in luck. Since this is one day away from the longest day of the year in the northern hemisphere, I will be getting maximum daylight for photography.
Happily, my garden plants will benefit from this same abundance of light.
This is a very good day for a photographer-gardener!
Faux Mercury
I’ve mentioned before that rain causes some visual transformations in the garden. This has caused me to discover an amazing fact about the broccoli plant. It is completely waterproof. Water beads up on the large leaves giving the illusion of a garden of mercury.
Mercury?
What is now known to be a hazardous element was years ago a fascinating childhood toy. A broken thermometer in our house was the beginning of an adventure for my brother and me. Watching the silvery metal bead in my hand – then crushing it into miniscule pieces only to have it reform into a single bead – was a miracle.
If you have broccoli in your garden you may want to run out there this week (there’s going to be a lot of rain in the Chicago area) and you may experience a little of that childhood miracle without the hazard.
A Pumpkin Grows in Brooklyn
I got this from Jesse’s blog and really liked it! -Bill
There is an update to this here!
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here is my copycatted pumpkin planter. some old boards and an old sheet. it certainly doesn’t look as good as a burlap sack. i had to relocate my peppers to my bedroom window along with the random plants that happen to be growing in my hanging planter. i obviously need more soil which will be gotten tomorrow. hopefully there isn’t too much rain. for tonight my pumpkins will once again sleep in their bucket.
bonus #1 the tomato cage i labored over for far too long. some dowels and wire.
bonus #2 the reflection of my target gnome sheets i scored on clearance for 7 bucks!
Back to it…
The greenhouse is not the only neglected part of my gardening life. Jesse pointed out that I have not been attending to this blog. Well, he’s right. I’ve been distracted by work, creating a Facebook presence for my photo business, and …well …gardening.
All the spring rains have made everything grow like mad. We have eaten most of the lettuce, all of the spinach (more on that later) and radishes, and a good bunch of turnips last night.
Also doing very well are
• tomatoes
• broccoli
• zuccini
• Noah’s pumpkins
Now, if only I knew what was eating my pepper plants. And …what are those beetles on Noah’s pumpkin plants? Time to get out the insect book. More soon …I promise.
The Race
It looks like radishes and bibb lettuce tied for first place in the “first to be harvested” race. The lettuce cheated, however. It needed to be thinned as was mentioned in a previous post. Thinned radishes are…well…not worth the effort of harvesting.
Gardening Grace
My much-abused tomato plants have set their first flowers. They have been:
- imprisoned for too much of the winter
- drowned
- frozen
- drowned again
Despite this they flourish.















































