Please Allow Me to Get This Small Awkwardness Out of the Way

I know that I haven’t posted much about gardening lately. Frankly, I haven’t posted here in over a week now, period. I have started and stopped many times. I starting working on the follow up to the series on garden writing. And then I backtracked and started a second follow-up post that I have since abandoned. Last week I wrote a piece on the massive bounty of Jerusalem artichoke that I dug up from the garden, but it was so meandering, shoe-gazing, and long-winded that I had to permanently sequester it to my drafts folder to retain the little dignity that I still have.

Since then, I have considered writing out the Jerusalem artichoke pickle recipe that I canned earlier this week. I am rather proud of it. But how-to.. ugh… not in the mood. I have toyed with countless rundowns of the fermentation experiments I am currently enjoying and the interesting things I have encountered, but it all seems like too much. Too big.

Since my cat died, I haven’t had an inordinately difficult time finding joy. I have felt a lot of sadness, but good feelings and play have coexisted alongside. One of my happy places has been combing through PetFinder looking at rescue dogs and fantasizing about adopting one. Dogs, being very different from cats, are a soothing source of comfort now. Cats are a sad reminder of the girl we just lost. I pet one last week when I went into a pet store to pick up holiday food for my fish tank. The cat was long-haired and pretty like ours. It was sitting at the counter when I went to pay. Right up in my face and impossible to ignore. I forced myself to pet her but the feeling was uncomfortable.

I have posted several pictures of my day-to-day holiday doings and personal experiments on my Instagram and Flickr accounts. I continue to run at the mouth on Twitter. Not even grief will stop me from putting my foot in my mouth on an hourly basis! The first, hot-off-of-the-press, early, full-colour, printed and bound copy of my new book, Easy Growing: Organic Herbs and Edible Flowers from Small Spaces arrived in the mail. That was exciting to see, although I have since come up with at least one recipe that I REALLY wish could be added in. Alas, that always happens. PR work has begun and we did some more work on the trailer over the weekend.

And as for writing, well, I’ve managed to pull off work-related writing that needed doing. But when it comes to this site, everything that comes out of my fingers is meandering, unfocussed, and kind-of embarrassing, really — not unlike what you are reading right now!

So, I don’t know. It seems like I need to approach things in small chunks. Or perhaps just get this strange awkwardness out of the way before I can get back into the swing of things. Consider this the releasing of that awkwardness.

Let’s talk about you. What are you doing right now? What are you making, receiving, enjoying, growing, experimenting with, eating these days?

p.s. Happy Solstice! The days are going to get longer and hopefully brighter from here on out.

p.s.s. Threaded comments have been implemented to the site. It will make responding and conversing so much easier!

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Finding Your Voice as a Garden Writer (Part 1): Sorry, No Authority Here, Ma’am

To punish me for my contempt for authority, fate made me an authority myself.

- Albert Einstein

Back in June, I travelled to Denver, Colorado to give two talks at the Denver Botanic Gardens, one of which was titled as you see above: Finding Your Voice as a Garden Writer. While my in-person presentation was an audio-visual extravaganza that included personal stories, rapidly flailing arms (I am a hand-talker), group hugs, a Kumbaya sing-along, AND unicorns (I am not kidding about the unicorns), I thought it might be helpful to share some of the points that I made (minus the unicorns) over here.

I’ve decided to break this up into a series of posts. This was one of my very favourite presentations to give (despite the fact that it caused wretched anxiety for weeks beforehand) and I have a lot to say on the topic. A short post just wasn’t cutting it. Over the coming weeks I will roll out more points.

Find, Finding, Found

Before I begin with the first point, I need to address the meaning of the title. You see, I could have entitled this talk, “How to Find Your Voice as a Garden Writer“, but I was very careful to use the word “finding” instead. I have enough experience now to know that voice is an evolution that comes with you as you live your life and grow as a person. There is no definitive voice to be found, no destination to arrive at full of self-satisfaction and arrogance.

….Aaaaannnndddd. Done. Found it!

Whether we like it or not, we all change. It only stands to reason that if all is going well, we will also change and evolve how we write and what we write about. I have found this to be true for me. I am a work in progress. I too am always in the process of becoming, growing, developing, changing… As I go through the process of living and working my issues out:

  • My priorities change.
  • I develop new interests
  • My goals as a human and as a writer change.
  • I let go of fears.
  • I sometimes develop new fears (god help me).
  • I have new experiences that alter my perspective and world view.
  • I learn new things.
  • I discover that I am not always right.
  • I discover that sometimes, miraculously, I was right all along.

My writing is strongly affected by all of this. It comes along for the ride.

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Crackling Open: On Fermenting Things

I want to tell you about my new-found obsession with fermenting. I have been unsuccessfully trying to tell it here for months now. Where to begin is daunting and the words are always lost before I can find them.

I have played at fermenting things in the past, but it was always an after-thought. No big thrill. But then this summer… wow! The whole microbial action phenomenon business whatnot really captured my imagination and caught fire inside my mind. One day I was minding my own business and the next I was imagining herbal mixes to try, and juggling bottles of this and that in various stages of bubble. Fermenting is an alchemy of sorts and it is this that has tapped into a fascination with weird and wonderful natural processes that seems to be at the root of a lot of my food- and garden-related hobbies/obsessions with a precision that caught me unawares.

I am hooked. And the house reeks of kimchi.
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White Rain Lily

The forecast is calling for the year’s first snowfall today followed by a wet and rainy weekend. In order to beat the weather I spent two hours before dark yesterday hustling to get the remaining bulbs and transplants into the ground.

Today the anticipation of spring flowers reminded me of the clusters of white rain lilies (Zephyranthes candida) that were in bloom back in September at the Atlanta Botanical Garden.
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Chickens! at the Royal Winter Fair

Last Wednesday I spent the afternoon with a roomful of poultry at the Royal Winter Fair where I was treated to an exhibition of fascinating chicken, turkey, and duck breeds.

There were so many beautiful breeds on display. It was truly eye-opening and great research for the day I am finally able to keep my first small flock (Backyard chickens are still illegal in Toronto.) I was jumpy clapping on the inside all day long.

Rhode Island Red is a classic that most people have heard of.

Plymouth Rock Barred is known as a good layer and is particularly suited to cold weather.

Buff Brahma Bantam is another good layer that is recommended for cold climates.

Antwerp Belgian Bantam

My friends and I all agreed that the most stunning and surprising breed of the event were the Silver Sebright bantams. Unfortunately, some quick research reveals that they lay very small eggs and are primarily kept for their beauty rather than egg productivity.

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