Sow There!: What you’ll learn in a garden built for kids, 4-12-18

PUBLISHED: April 12, 2018 at 6:40 pm

Last week I cashed in on an invite to visit Nord Country School and Ernie Dalton’s school garden.

It’s not technically his garden, of course, in the same way that any patch of earth is never really our own, only borrowed. It’s what we do with that patch today and tomorrow that makes it our own, for a moment.

Ernie has had many moments over the past 17 years. That’s how long he’s been leaving his fingerprints in the soil at the school, which is close to his home. A few years ago, Mark Koch came alongside. Now the two work elbow-to-elbow, when they’re not bumping elbows with the children at the school.

Mark and Ernie led me slowly through the neatly-tended garden beds and moderately mature fruit trees. We had only scratched the surface when children arrived to make footprints along the path. They were quick to check how much the radishes had grown since the last visit, which was a lot. Or how much the carrot had grown — not much. The flowers on the fruit tree had faded, and children were shown the tiniest of fruit that would grow by the next time they gathered under the trees. On this day, kids plopped cucumber seeds onto freshly-turned soil, which are likely sprouted by now after a good rain.

The compact orchard has been filled with kid-friendly trees. It all started with cherries, Ernie said with a bit of pride and a note of nostalgia. The first tree is just a stump now, left as a memorial to the garden’s beginnings. Kids love growing things they can nibble right then, and again later, including cherries, grape, raspberries, peaches.

A favorite includes Indian peaches. You won’t find these in stores, Ernie explained, because they’re not the kind of peaches you can toss into the back of a truck and expect to arrive in good condition at your big-box store. The beauty of the Indian peaches, especially for the Nord School kiddoes, is that the pits can be planted. For most fruit trees, if you plant a seed or pit, the fruit on the tree may look nothing like the mother plant. But Indian peaches stay true to their roots.

As proof of how well the fruit is devoured, Ernie showed me a bucket of pits. Nearby was a row of young Indian peach trees, which was what remained after children brought trees home.

As I admired the hard work of Mark and Ernie, and watched the kids come and go, I thought how fortunate for the teachers at this school. Through the inspiration of their garden keepers, students could graph the growth of peach trees, learn about plant life cycles, hunt for bugs, and learn the difference between a vegetable and fruits we often mistake for vegetables. *

Then, along came Hudson Wesner, a tall boy for the second grade, who was no newcomer to the shovels and spades. Many children volunteer in the garden during recess. Ernie calls it “kid power,” which keeps him from bending endlessly to pull weeds. “Hudson is the No. 1 worker,” the men with grubby fingernails said.

This is Hudson’s third year as a garden worker, and he’s learned “never to step on flowers,” the boy said during a quick Q&A before he returned to class. Gophers, he said, will eat all your hard work and you need to know which plants are weeds and which are the plants you want to let grow.

Hudson will be moving soon, but Ernie and Mark know that they shared something very special with the child, and watched something grow in him from kindergarten through most of the second grade.

As I think about the value of a school garden, I realize that what children learn and what grows there is entirely dependent upon the amount of time dedicated by people like Mark and Ernie and others.

Dash for dogwoods

But wait, there’s another Mark to brag about this week. I made it over to Mark and Linda Carlson’s house, just in time to see their dogwood trees in full bloom. The glory will last just a bit longer, Mark said in his usual wave of arms and excitement in his voice. If you know someone with a dogwood tree, look around the base of the canopy of the trees. The trees seed easily, so ask if you can dig one up. Better yet, grab two. Mark says the transplant rate is about 10 percent, which is why the trees are seldom sold as bare-root.

An easier route is to head to a local nursery, where you’ll find potted plants in bloom. This will help you pick the exact color of blooms you prefer.

The sad transplant statistics made me feel far less guilty about the young tree Mark gave me last year — the tree that died when I was traveling in Costa Rica.

Dogwoods grow best in full sun, but not where they will catch reflected heat, such as from a tin roof next door, Mark said. Mark likes to grow peonies at the base of his trees.

* “A fruit is the mature ovary of a plant. So, a tomato is botanically a fruit but is commonly considered a vegetable. According to this definition squash, pepper and eggplants are also fruit.” (Source, UC Davis, http://vric.ucdavis.edu/main/faqs.htm)

Vegetable, the edible product of an herbaceous plant-that is, a plant with a soft stem, as distinguished from the edible nuts and fruits produced by plants with woody stems such as shrubs and trees. Vegetables can be grouped according to the edible part of each plant: leaves (lettuce), stalks (celery), roots (carrot), tubers (potato), bulbs (onion), and flowers (broccoli). In addition, fruits such as the tomato and seeds such as the pea are commonly considered vegetables.

Garden enthusiast Heather Hacking can be contacted at sowtheregardencolumn@gmail.com, and snail mail, P.O. Box 5166, Chico, CA, 95927.

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Sow There!: Just say no to being a kale-hater, 4-5-2018

Sow There!: Just say no to being a kale-hater

PUBLISHED: April 5, 2018 I had the luxury of unpacking my summer wardrobe this week because I finished my PACT — the very, very important project along my journey to becoming a teacher. The letters stand for something, but I’m so sick of the 61-page project I am not going to go online and look it up. When I pressed the send button near the PACT deadline, I had not showered for three days. I would have taken a celebratory bath, but that would have required cleaning the bathtub.

The instant I was done, my mind started racing about the next thing I needed to do. I think I had gone just a bit crazy. I had been wearing my winter robe for a day and a half and realized I needed to do the sweater shuffle.

The sweater shuffle is when I pack all my transitional-weather clothes into a clunky suitcase under my bed. Bulky winter gear is packed in the shed. I haul the summer boxes indoors and decide if anything is ready to be donated to charity. I did a “happy dance” when I found the bin marked “too tight to wear,” and realized studying and not eating means I can squeeze into my old/new clothes.

As I danced, packed and unpacked I came across the fabrics of the Handsome Woodsman.

Did I hide a piece of his clothing in every box and drawer? I could have. I know for certain I was just a bit crazy. Sometimes I will come across a bolt or miscellaneous engine part from a 7.2-liter diesel truck. I’ll return them so I’ll find them again in the yard.

As for Dave’s clothes, most of them I refolded neatly and replaced where I had found them. One bag of his cruddy T-shirts made it into the pile for Salvation Army.

Love, loss and student loans have no expiration date. Usually those little aches return when I have a quiet moment and when something good happens. I’ll wish he was there to share in the “happy dance.”

Celebration of kale

I think I’m done — for now — with making fun of kale. For weeks I’ve been complaining about eating it, even though I’m growing it. Am I that kind of person? Someone who needs something to hate?

Apparently so. I ranted for weeks about hating eggplant, when I could have simply shut up and kept it a safe distance from my mouth.

Thank you Chrissy and others for the cool kale recipes. From what I gather, kale tastes great when smothered with apples, Gorgonzola cheese and dried cranberries. I even made candied walnuts.*

A little rub

Once I had all the foods assembled, I harvested a huge pile of the very green stuff, then swished it in a bowl of water to dislodge the kale-grubbing bugs. Following directions, I stripped out the big veins in the center (which took less time than it takes me to grumble about the task). Then, I massaged it. I poured just a dollop of olive oil over the leaves and sort of grabbed the leaves harshly like I had a grudge.

With the slightly limp kale and all of the goodies I had assembled, I felt like I saved $12 I would have paid for a fancy salad downtown. Just so you know, one cup of kale contains 3 grams of protein, 2.5 grams fiber, Vitamins A, C and K, folate, alpha-linolenic acid and some things called lutein and zeaxanthin, according to WebMD. If that doesn’t motivate you, maybe just eat it because it’s trendy.

Lawn note

I stopped by to visit with Mark and Linda Carlson this week, because they’re nice and because their dogwood trees were in full bloom. During our spirited conversation, Mark said today is a great day to toss some seed on bald spots in the lawn. Buy dwarf fescue seed at Wilbur’s or Northern Star Mills. This grass does well in drought conditions. Rain is expected over the next several days and will provide one last chance to germinate grass seed before the warm weather settles in.

*Candied walnuts: Place local walnuts in a nonstick pan. Add a tiny bit of water and heaping tablespoons of brown sugar. Cook on low as the sugar melts. Stir. Add just a smidge more water if needed. Allow to cool as you continue to stir. When the sugar smothers the walnuts, transfer kale-hiding goodness onto wax paper to dry. Share with people you who you want to impress.

Garden enthusiast Heather Hacking always appreciates hearing what you’re doing in your garden. Send email to sowtheregardencolumn@gmail.com, and snail mail, P.O. Box 5166, Chico, CA, 95927.

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Sow There!: Lunch lessons learned, gardening and the classroom 3-22-18

When you're packing a lunch to help teach about seeds, you tend to eat rather well. - Photo by Heather Hacking
When you’re packing a lunch to help teach about seeds, you tend to eat rather well. – Photo by Heather Hacking
PUBLISHED: March 22, 2018 at 8:02 pm | UPDATED: June 18, 2018 at 11:37 am

Get ready to get ready to plant a vegetable garden.

Note that I said “get ready to get ready,” because the weather is too unpredictable this time of year to proceed with gusto. In the past I have spent money on new plants and seeds, only to slog around in a winter coat for another two weeks. The late February frost is a recent reminder of how cold (or hot) weather can sneak up on us like a tawny tiger.

I’ll be growing snow peas again soon. This was not my plan. However, I decided to sprout seeds to show my kindergarten class what stems, roots and sprouts look like in real life. Growing seeds was easy. The difficult part was telling the children in my class that they could look but could not touch.

On the day I brought to seedlings to class, I also packed a lunch of kiwis, apples, oranges, blueberries, green beans and avocado. If I went to the trouble of growing seeds, I might as well bring a lunch that showed the variety of seeds found within our foods. The children appeared very interested, but maybe they were just hungry.

Bringing my enthusiasm for plants to the classroom is a bonus. I’ve bored so many friends with my endless garden chat, it’s good that I’ll have a fresh batch of children each year who have not heard my stories. (Hopefully, I’ll actually receive a job offer once I finish college.)

After the seed and plant lesson, it was onward to the acorn dance. My group of bright lights spread out their arms while standing on our classroom carpet. “Trees need space to grow,” I said like a distant voice in the forest as children bumped their way into tree equilibrium.

A few students decided they were jumping trees, perhaps inspired by “Groot” from the film “Guardians of the Galaxy.”

“Trees that jump might need to be sent to the edge of the forest,” I said at one point.

Any lesson wouldn’t be complete without an assessment of learning. In this case, the students drew a picture of the growth sequence of a tree and wrote a sentence about what they had learned. (I was very impressed by what those smarties remembered).

“I learned that oak trees don’t move,” one student wrote.

Taking work home

Now, my kitchen countertop is filled with snow pea plants in various stages of growth.

If you want to clutter your countertop as well, here’s the easy steps I followed:

Buy seeds in bulk at Northern Star Mills along The Esplanade. Use a shallow dish and place a wet paper towel in the dish. Place a few seeds in the dish, uncovered, and keep the towel moist. After several days, you should have peas sprouts. The sprouts can be placed in a plastic bag or small pot filled with soil.

Snow peas, just like kindergartners, grow rather quickly. After another week, the plants will be ready to move to a sheltered spot outdoors (the garden perhaps).

I bought bush-style beans so I won’t need to use a trellis. However, a wire support such as a tomato frame will make it easy to dig around for the peas.

Snow peas are a cooler-season crop, which means they’ll be done by the time Chico’s summer heat blasts our visions of tender green vegetables.

The UC Davis planting guide for this region recommends only transplanting greens such as lettuce and spinach during March and April. If you hoped to plant lettuce by seed outdoors, you may have run out of time.

The same garden guide gives a thumbs-up for planting cucumber seeds outdoors right about now. (For squash, you can wait another month).

Kale recipes

I’d love to hear your recipes for kale. I’ve been eating it raw in the yard, as well as cooked with lemon. However, there’s a lot more of the green stuff growing in my black, plastic truck bed liner filled with soil.

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3-13-14 Drought, freeze and neglect can’t make this garden stop

Work, and a lot of it, has really cut into my gardening life.

A reporting assignments took me to within a few blocks of my house Wednesday, and I was tempted to play hookey and pull a few weeds.

Those few days after a rain are great for grabbing those greedy takeover artists.

Instead, I found myself back at the office, daydreaming about leaving work early. Maybe I could sneak out and no one would notice.

Of course, some frustrating and important new task arrived, and it was nearly dark by the time I reached my front door. Perhaps the garden is so inviting because I’m doubting this beauty can last. We’ve been talking about drought and destruction for so many months, perhaps gardening will become a luxury.

Will I be wistfully looking online at photos from Washington state, “remembering” when real flowers bloomed outside my window? Will gardeners in the Sacramento Valley stick plastic tulips into sandy garden beds filled with cacti?

Yet, growing has always been temporary.

We work, things grow, they die, we work some more.

This winter things wilted and frost bit.

I guess I temporarily gave up the urge to grow.

When I did drag the hose around the yard, it was one of those place-saver tasks.

Then one day, the yard, and I, woke up.

When I wasn’t looking, daffodils sprung from the recently-parched soil.

The buds of drought-tolerant lavender have formed, waiting for bees.

When I looked again, three waxy, red poppies had spread wide, exposing their inner-workings to the sun. I looked again and the petals had retracted as the sun dipped over the fence line.

It didn’t take much to hack back the edges of the lantana and star jasmine that had turned brown during the deepest cold.

If the plants are going to look beautiful, I might as well help a little so I can take credit.

Heck. If I sprinkled some seeds, maybe next time I look, something new will have grown.

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Sow There!: Rosemary and memory, room for study 3-9-18

A pile of chocolate helps when studying as cocoa causes blood vessel dilation that increases brain function.
A pile of chocolate helps when studying as cocoa causes blood vessel dilation that increases brain function.Photo by Heather Hacking

Folks have shared a few amazing things about rosemary, so here’s my pitch for the almost overly odiferous plant.

It’s not my favorite. The scent reminds me of household cleaners. The leaves feel like a stubby pine tree. In fact, the rosemary plant growing by my cyclone fence began as a “Christmas tree.” I bought the tree on a whim for $9 at a grocery store, determined to bring a little cheer into my little house one lonely winter.

Sometime in February I moved the “tree” outside, where it suffered through a few more months of mostly neglect. Eventually it was planted in the yard, where it survived more torture.

A few years ago, the neighbor decided to decimate the weeds in his yard with herbicide. I was glad. I didn’t want those weed seeds blowing into my raised bed. Yet, it must have been a windy day because most things along our fence line were blasted and blackened.

I clipped back the rosemary to a stub and figured that was the end of my $9 investment.

The plant survived.

There’s not much I want to do with rosemary, besides admire its tenacity. I don’t cook with it. I’ll douse my potatoes in Tapatio sauce, but I don’t want to taste hunks of rosemary stuck in my teeth. The look of the plant doesn’t make me think “wow.” However, the papery purple flowers are nice for a few weeks in the spring.

Recently, I took a walk with my friend Michael, who is also studying to become a teacher.

“Grab that plant there,” he said, “and rub it under your nose.”

For some reason, I followed his directions immediately. He must have used “his teacher’s voice.”

“Rosemary is known to help with memory,” he continued with an official tone. I should sniff it when I’m studying, he stated explicitly.

The website for the Mayo Clinic concurs, https://tinyurl.com/y8jms532. The herb can help by increasing the blood flow to the brain. The writers at the Mayo did not specify whether thin mint Girl Scout cookies can do the same trick.

Rosemary, my teacher friend explained, grows in the landscaping near the Meriam Library at Chico State University, where I have been spending most of my weekend hours. He suggested I ransack the bushes before heading to the “silent floor,” to hit the books.

TAKE THAT, BAD CAT

About this same time, a kind reader named Susan sent me an email. She said she had suffered from unwanted visitations by neighborhood cats. The felines like her yard, and specifically like using her raised bed as a cat box. One day, she needed to trim the rosemary bush and placed the fragrant clippings on top of the soil in the “cat box.” To her delight, the cats stayed away.

Other info. I found while digging online claims rosemary can be used to keep bugs out of your home and to help with dandruff (tips here: http://www.naturallivingideas.com/20-ways-to-use-rosemary). Please send me an email if you want to share a testimonial.

Spring is a good time to plant small rosemary plants. (See more growing info from Bonnie Plants: https://bonnieplants.com/growing/growing-rosemary). The plants won’t have a good growth spurt until a year from now, but by then you might have forgotten how much time went by. I suggest waiting until the holidays when you can add a string of LED lights to the plant and really get your money’s worth.

BACK TO THE MAYO

Other foods recommended by the Mayo Clinic for brain function include blood-flow foods like beets and avocados. I was pleased to see that cocoa was on the list. Something in cocoa called “arginine” helps with blood vessel dilation. A study had been conducted with people who drank cocoa several times a day.

I can only give you anecdotal evidence that when I have an open book, a quiet library, and a pile of Ghirardelli chocolates, I’m much more likely to stay put for a while. This, no doubt, increases memory.

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Sow There!: Planting put on hold by the big, bad freeze 3-2-18

Squirrels did not grab them all. Acorns abound at my mother's squirrel-less yard, and will soon become teaching tools for kindergartners.
Squirrels did not grab them all. Acorns abound at my mother’s squirrel-less yard, and will soon become teaching tools for kindergartners. Photo by Heather Hacking

The daily plant protection patrol continues. I’m lucky because I have a window of daylight between student-teaching and my night classes. I can uncover my outdoor tender plants in the morning when I leave for school, then cover them again before darkness creeps in.

Plants may still die, but at least I will know I tried.

This has been a wacky year. Late last spring I planted Vinca rosea — a stalwart summer bloomer. In a normal year, the first frost would have arrived in the late fall and the Vinca would have looked like boiled spinach. The plant survives and I’m trying to see if it will bloom again this spring. Every morning I uncover the plants. Every evening I cover it again. It’s interesting when we watch ourselves fighting probably lost causes, like hoping to lose that last five pounds or finding a long lost cat. Yet, gardeners like a challenge.

Thankfully, the cool-season spinach and kale, planted last fall and again this month, should fare well through the shivers. Good thing, because I saw a lot of people at the Saturday farmers market buying lettuce and spinach sprouts from Sherri Scott. Sherri has the beautiful multi-tiered cart filled with six packs of new plants for just a few dollars. If you’re uncertain about planting by seed, buying lettuce and other winter/early-spring greens is a safer bet. You can spend $1.75 or more on a packet of seeds, then totally botch the timing and end up with bare spots in your garden. When you buy a six pack of plants you save yourself from feeling inadequate.

I’m not much of a salad-fixer. I grow spinach, lettuce and kale, but it seldom makes it to the colander. I’m much more likely to fill up on fiber by using one hand to shove spinach into my mouth, and the other hand to hold the hose. This keeps me away from the calories of salad dressing.

COOL CROPS

During this recent frost, I have not bothered to cover the spinach and kale. I did some research in 2016 and learned that kale can survive to temperatures as low as 10 degrees (Fahrenheit). Spinach will bounce back after 20 degree temps, and lettuce can stand it cool to 25. If the temperatures dip to less than 20 degrees, I know where to find Sherri Scott at the farmers market.

UNDAUNTED

A few of you may remember my seed-planting lesson I tried with third graders last semester. The students planted sugar snap seeds, with joy, but about half of the seeds did not sprout. I’ll blame the heat wave last fall, but there was also some “operator error” involved on my part.

Amazingly, some of the seeds thrived.

My thoughtful (amazing, gifted, gracious) former mentor teacher (Diane Clark) sent me a video clip.

“Miss Hacking,” the third grader reported in the video, “I just wanted to tell you that my snow peas fully grew. There’s beans on them and everything. Thank you for giving me them.”

That pretty much made up for every mistake I could have made.

ACORNS AND BEANS

In a few weeks, I’ll teach my very important lesson, which helps decide whether I get to really become a teacher. My new (amazing, gifted, gracious) mentor teacher has allowed me to choose a reading comprehension lesson about the life cycle of oak trees. I am not making this stuff up. It’s right there in the lesson sequence.

When I saw the lesson I immediately got cracking. Where could I get acorns in February? I don’t know about you, but the squirrels bury or gobble any nuts within a four-block radius of my house.

Luckily, someone must have poisoned the squirrels in my mother’s neighborhood in Redding. She was able to walk out her back door and gather a big bag of acorns.

“I hope you aren’t disappointed,” my mother apologized. “But some of the acorns have already started to sprout.”

I was thrilled. Page 7 of our big book has pictures of sprouted acorns. My kindergarten students will be able to hold them in their hands!

Hoping to have more fun, I placed some of those sugar snap pea seeds in a little bowl with a paper towel and a few drops of water. You guessed it. They sprouted. My plan is to place them in plastic bags filled with soil and tape them to a sunny windowsill, if this cold snap goes away. Who knows. Maybe we’ll even send those acorns home with children and hope for a video report when my current kindergartners start first grade.

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Sow there!: Take a break and save plants from frost 2-22-18

Daffodils planted and forgotten bring a lovely reminder to get out and get stuff done.
Daffodils planted and forgotten bring a lovely reminder to get out and get stuff done. Heather Hacking photo
Almonds provide acres of blooms in February.
Almonds provide acres of blooms in February.Heather Hacking photo

Sometimes it takes a little work, or even a lot of work, before something beautiful becomes.

I remember that day in late December when I reluctantly dumped, mixed and shoveled soil into a row of oversized pots. I had a long list of other things to do. However, I spent $13 on a bag filled with bulbs and had made a promise to myself to plant them.

I know from experience that work is worth it when you have a goal in mind. Did I grumble that day? You betchya.

Last week the reward arrived — daffodils.

Nineteen trumpet-shaped flowers face toward my neighbor’s front door, nodding at the sun.

Another dozen face my front door.

I’m glad I did not remember how many I planted, or where. When the flowers presented themselves in the barrel with the fig tree, I was surprised. More returned from years before, when I had likely also grunted and grumbled as I planted.

This month I’m facing a long to-do list — assignments for my college classes and student-teaching tasks. When the alarm sounds at 6 a.m., I try to remember that I can sleep in on Saturday.

The daffodils are the reminder I needed. The work I put in this week, this month, the past 2 1/2 years, will be worth the effort when I become an elementary school teacher.

I slept in Saturday, then took a tour of my yard: forty-two yellow daffodils so far. The tulips will bloom next.

Inspired, I made a trip to a known bulb hotspot to see what was on the racks for spring-planting. My store had huge bags of astilbe, canna, calla and others I did not add to my cart. I chose anemones. The helpful University of California bulb planting guide for Sacramento, http://ucanr.edu/blogs/dirt/blogfiles/40295.pdf, advises to plant anemones from September to December. Yet, other sources online (www.easytogrowbulbs.com) including the easy-to search “Easy to Grow Bulbs” website, note you can plant anemones other times of the year. The flowers are simply more bold when planted in the fall.

I like to tuck these tiny, claw-shaped bulbs among other potted plants. That way I don’t need to be reminded to water them, and will be surprised when blooms peek out from the potted sago palm. The “Easy to …” writers advise to soak the tough-as-rocks bulbs for 2-4 hours before planting and to bury 2-4 inches deep.

What are anemones? They’re short-statured flowers in the Ranunculaceae family. What are Ranunculaceae? They’re short-statured flowers with bulbs as hard as rocks.

PLANT COSTUMES

This frosty weather has required a new labor of plant love. My living room looks like a less-contrived version of the Rainforest Café. Tender potted plants are grouped unattractively in front of the television and I turn to the side and do a hop when heading through my bedroom door.

I draped perfectly good bed sheets over the blood orange tree. (The bad bed sheets were taken to charity).

You can do an online search to know which plants will die when the weather dips below freezing. I didn’t bother. I covered anything outdoors that would make me cry if it died. Mostly, this included things the Handsome Woodsman had planted.

When covering plants for frost, its idea to uncover them during the warmer parts of the day. The warmth from the sun warms the soil. After covering the plant, that warmth will leave the soil and become a warm bubble of air for the plant. Try not to use plastic coverings, as these can freeze the places on the plant that came in contact with the plastic. When I ran out of sheets, I covered things with large empty pots.

Keep plants moist during a cold snap. A plant under stress is more likely to die.

Re-cover the plants before dusk, or during an afternoon break from work. If you can’t go home, just keep them covered until the weekend.

Spring blossoms

We can’t complain about covering and uncovering a few plants. Almond farmers are scrambling to keep hundreds and thousands of trees from being bitten by cold. Non-farmers simply get to enjoy the trees as we cruise through white orchards. (Read more about local frost protection here: http://tinyurl.com/almond-ice.

The library at Chico State University was closed Monday. I have learned that I get almost no homework done at home, so I called Samantha to ask if I could use her sunny dining room as a work station.

At home, I’ll take a break from studying and pick weeds for 45 minutes. Samantha’s tidy yard had only a few weeds, so I wandered out to her almond orchard. Rows of flowering plants (the trees) stretched out as far as I could see. The petals, white with pink tips, have only begun to fall to the ground.

Luckily, it was chilly that day, so I was able to return and get some work done.

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Sow There! — Hiding it quick, a game plan for house cleaning 2-16-18

The junk drawer: a place where you can't find anything quickly.
The junk drawer: a place where you can’t find anything quickly. Photo by Heather Hacking

A house guest was due to arrive recently, and my grand plan was to clean the house all day Saturday. If I worked all day, and into the night, I could certainly sort through the chaos of the previous three months.

But first, I had to mow the lawn. The bold spring weather and that trickle of rain had caused a grass growth spurt. If I waited another week to mow, the grass might clog my electric lawn mower.

Certainly, mowing the lawn wouldn’t take too long, then I’d find the Ajax under the sink and get to work indoors. The sunshine felt good.

Yet, you can’t mow the lawn without noticing hundreds of other things that need immediate attention. The lettuce and kale needed watering. Then I saw weeds. The weeds needed to be pulled right then and there, don’t you know?

WEEDS TALKIN’

Some people talk to their plants, or even sing. The idea is that the plants will “hear” the gentle encouragement and become stronger, faster, better. I believe that plants must also talk to each other, especially weeds.

One day I’ll yank a basketful of common groundsel. The weeds that remain start screaming, heard only by other weeds nearby.

“Hurry up. Grow faster,” the weeds bellow in chorus. “If you don’t hurry up and make flowers today, you’ll never reproduce.”

By the time I return to the yard, those weeds have made enough flowers to decorate a float at the Tournament of Roses Parade.

BACK TO CLEANING

Mowing the lawn took less than half an hour. However, I yanked weeds until high noon.

When you have a cleaning deadline, the moment arrives when you want to shove a bunch of stuff into a closet or under the bed. My house is small and I ran out of hiding places long ago. The logical remedy was to start making piles of things to donate to a local thrift store. Soon, my entire bed was covered in clothes and I was trying things on faster than a Fashion Week runway model.

After a trip to drop off my donations, and a stop for a mid-cleaning reward of frozen yogurt, it was time to get serious about cleaning the house. I reasoned that if I ran out of time, I could at least sweep the floor and run a rag over everything made of porcelain or stainless steel. But first I needed to run a load of laundry. I’m a good host. My guest deserved clean, clean sheets and a clean towel.

Thank goodness my house guest has known me for 20 years. If the house had actually been clean, he might have wondered if he arrived at the right house.

JUNK DRAWERS

After the lawn, laundry, charity dash and yogurt, it was time to start putting things in the most logical placed I could find — quickly.

Most houses have a junk drawer — that place where you’ll find a hammer, thumb tacks, fuses, a flashlight and everything else you shoved in the drawer the last time you cleaned for a house guest.

My junk drawer would barely close or open when I tried to shove a few more treasures inside. Glow sticks, fly paper, a cheap pumpkin carving kit, googly eye, exacto knife refills, Gorrilla glue, wood glue, Gorilla tape, multi-colored balloons … I found that lost bag of Chuck E. Cheese’s game tokens, clearly marked as having no monetary value. Bottles of bubbles given as party favors, cords to unknown electronic devices, a pedometer. I could have spent all day finding alternative homes for those seldom-needed items. Yet, by this time it was time to take the clean sheets out of the dryer.

I’m now convinced that the only logical contents for the junk drawer are vital tools and a $20 bill. If you need anything else, take the money and drive to the hardware store.

PLEASE DON’T COMPARE

On Super Bowl Sunday I popped by a party at Cheree and Dan’s house. I wanted to do an act of kindness and be the first guest to cut into the six-inch high chocolate cake everyone was too shy to slice. While rummaging for a cake knife, I found the household’s junk drawer.

What the heck? Cheree’s junk drawer opened easily. Several plastic tubs contained rubber bands, pens, plumbers tape, and spare keys, among other logically arranged items. There was even room for a binder filled with important emergency contact information. I quietly shut the drawer and decided I had no business knowing that other people have organized lives.

 

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Sow There!: The best time to plant a tree is 20 years ago 2-2-18

Sow There!: The best time to plant a tree is 20 years ago

There's no better view on the way home from work than a color-filled sky.
There’s no better view on the way home from work than a color-filled sky. Photo by Heather Hacking

“The best time to plant a tree is twenty years ago. The second-best time is now.”

This was a quote my friend Martha posted on Facebook a few days ago. Since then, I’ve been noticing trees and have been thankful someone planted them.

This semester I’m a student teacher in a kindergarten class near Orland. I like to take the back roads. My route runs parallel to the river, then takes a jog through the orchards. Last Friday I passed a group of men, dressed in white and unloading boxes of bees. There was a light rain and I followed a rainbow almost all the way back to Chico — colors dipping down into the lines of bare branches.

Whenever I see a rainbow, I feel reassured that I am on the right path.

Trees are important — they provide a large percentage of our local economy. For “city folk,” trees provide a barrier between the roofs of our homes and the brutal summer sun.

I’m guessing I’m not the only one who has had a love affair with a tree or two. I knew a sycamore at One Mile. The circle of shade became “my place,” where I studied during college. My tree was hit by lightning and the place has never seemed the same. My friend Samantha has a Deodora cedar, planted in the 1920s by her great-grandfather. I can see it from a distance and it serves as a landmark so that I can find her house. The tree grew so large she had to move her driveway in 2008.

Another friend, Sylvia, planted a tree in honor of her brother, who had died. I think she’s still angry at the people who bought the house and cut down the tree.

Trees don’t need to be huge and old to have sentimental value. Last spring I felt honored to be invited to Sherwood Montessori school, where a group of children planted a Fay Alberta peach tree, donated by the lovely Luisa Garza. The kids who threw handfuls of dirt into a hole that day may not yet know the significance of their effort. Decades from now they can pass by their old school in the Chapman neighborhood and see peach blossoms or fruit.

When is the time to plant a tree? Yes, the time is right now.

If you have any doubt, you can head to a nursery where you’ll see row-after-row of bare-root trees waiting for a new home. Bare-root trees are sold in small sacs filled with light soil or sawdust, which makes them easy to haul from the trunk of your car.

If you’ve notice the cycles of orchards in this area, new orchards are planted in the winter months. In the fall, the nuts are harvested. If the trees are ready to be replaced, growers yank them out and make big piles for mulch or firewood. Next, the ground is worked and mounds of earth appear, again in orderly rows. In winter, the new trees are planted. It’ll be several years after that before the trees are large enough for harvest, and many more before peak production.

Our backyard fruit trees are similar. Peaches, for example, produce fruit on one year old-branches, which means you won’t see a harvest until at least the second year. Even then, expect slim pickings. That’s why Martha’s quote about the best time to plant a tree is 20 years ago.

I’ll also add that it’s a bad idea to buy a fruit tree and keep it in a pot. I’ve had a citrus tree in a 25-gallon pot for at least three years. The first few years I thought it was a lemon tree. When I finally harvested five fruits this year, I realized it is a blood orange. I can only imagine how happy that tree would have been if it had room for its roots to roam.

If you’re inspired to plant a bare-root tree this winter, the National Arbor Foundation has some helpful how-to information: https://tinyurl.com/ybtvmbuh. The directions include soaking the roots 3-6 hours, and never allowing the roots to dry. Dig a very, very big hole to allow the roots to grow easily. Turn the soil as much as 3-feet in diameter. After watering, add about 2 inches of mulch but make sure the mulch doesn’t touch the trunk of the tree.

MORE HELP

If you need help choosing a good fruit tree for this area, check out one of the well-established nurseries in town. Mendon’s in Paradise has a nice selection each year. Hodge’s Nursery along the Midway also holds winter workshops on pruning. Their Facebook page said to expect another session in February.

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Sow There!: Weeds won’t wait, and neither should you 1-18-2018

Sow There!: Weeds won’t wait, and neither should you

Even in winter yard work must be done when weeds start popping up.
Even in winter yard work must be done when weeds start popping up. Photo by Heather Hacking

Some might consider mid-January as the “dead of winter.” Yet, if you take a quick look outside you’ll see that idea would be dead wrong. Each day the garden is waking up, stretching slowly with a chilled yawn.

In early fall, I plant poppy seeds in the cracks in the pavement in my alley. The cars roll over many, but enough survive and bloom that I continue the ritual. The seeds are dirt cheap when bought in bulk at Northern Star Mills on The Esplanade. When I get the itch to hope something will grow, I’ll scatter the poppies like bird seed or toss them into the unattended yard next door.

The seeds in my alley sprouted, but remained about an inch long for weeks and weeks, like stubble on a shaggy Santa Cruz surfer’s chin. One day I noticed the overcrowded plants had taken a growth spurt.

Was it the equinox? Did my seedlings have a mysterious inner alarm that buzzed on Dec. 21?

“Get up. Wake up. Get moving.”

Maybe poppies are like migratory birds, triggered by a certain turn of the earth and mysterious magnetic fields. All I know is that one day the poppies were an inch long, and then they seemed to grow an inch each day.

Poppies are wildflowers. Wildflower is another word for weed, depending on whether the plant grows in your yard vs. Table Mountain.

GARDEN CHECKLIST

The thing is, when the plants begin to wake up, gardeners need to stop binge-watching the Cable Girls and get busy.

Many garden magazines print garden-to-do lists with tasks listed month-by-month. I’m here to share the gardener’s “hurry-up-and-do list.” December, for example, is just about the latest you should plant spring-blooming. I scrambled to get those bulbs into pots on New Year’s Eve. They were sprouting in the bag. If I had waited any longer they might have sent roots into the floorboards near my TV.

The end of January is also just about the latest you should prune roses, and I’ll get to that after I put away my Christmas decorations.

Snipping grape vines is another job before the end of this month. I’m proud to say I clipped the climbers earlier this year. However, I’m certain I did not know what I was doing.

MORE ON WEEDS

Meanwhile, I’m busy picking weeds.

Thanks to the poppies, I’m looking more closely at all things green and bountiful. The wheat at the Patrick Ranch along the Midway has punched through the tough brown clods of earth. Almond buds are swelling. The bulbs I planted “last year” are starting to grow in pots outdoors.

If poppies are awake, that means other weeds are also hidden in plain view.

I see common groundsel starting to bud near line of the fence. Groundsel is one of my least favorite weeds, and blooms faster than I am able to locate my hoe under a pile of winter leaves. If you wait until spring to yank groundsel, the plants will have scattered enough seeds to cover all the terrain in the Avenues.

I don’t know about you, but I’m stepping up my weed-yanking game.

Yard work also burns calories. I ate so much chocolate this winter, I should volunteer to yank weeds for all of my neighbors. In fact, I ate so much chocolate “last year,” I should volunteer to clean out all the rain gutters for every house along The Esplanade.

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