Turning black prairie soil into great tasting veggies! Hummingbird Garden is a community garden at the corner of 26th St and Maryland Avenue in Brandon. The gardeners come from all over the neighbourhood and a few from across town. Healthy Brandon supports our garden and links us to a network of gardens across our city.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Stone Soup
Friday, May 14, 2010
Water update from Doug
Good afternoon everyone, the sun is shining and we are all excited to get our gardens going, right?
Well this week Brian and myself along with some able bodied helpers trenched in some new waterlines for our new plots along with a couple of upgrades for the old ones. We hooked almost all the taps up yesterday, we did find some leaks, so please do not close any holes, we need to do a couple of repairs first. The water system is functional as it is.
All you need to do is turn the RED handle in the main box (located in the south/west corner) this valve controls all the water now, and please make sure that someone is going to turn it OFF. The person who turns the water on is responsible, so if you want leave and someone else is still watering, just kindly remind them to turn it off okay? Thanks so much.
I'm not sure if everyone is on this email so please pass the word around, Brian and myself and other gardeners are more then willing to help you get started just ask someone.
Great thanks for now and happy gardening. Doug
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
April showers bring...
And the first signs of future crops to come. These are 2 spinach sprouts, planted in mid-April on a warm summery day. Here they are stretching out their seed leaves, and just budding their true leaves after a few days of cold, rain, and even snow. My spinach came up quickly in last spring's cold wet weather too. I think the damp and frost must make them happy!
Friday, April 16, 2010
More garden workshops coming
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Next Gardening Workshop - Organics!
Cleaned up gardens!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Garden Cleanup Day - Saturday April 10
Now is our chance to get rid of the dandelions, move renegade raspberry canes, and generally get roots out of the way of the tiller. This guy above will just turn into more of his kind if he gets into the tiller, so we'd best dig them out before that happens.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Garden Workshop Series
The BNRC is hosting a series of garden related workshops this spring and summer. The first one - Gardening 101 - is coming up quickly! Details are in the poster (click on it to see a larger file). This will be a crash course on how to garden in Western Manitoba's climate.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Garden Season is starting!
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Big carrots
I companion planted them in between green beans. I have read that they go well together, so I decided to try. Once the beans got big, I could barely even tell whether there were any carrots there! Then once the beans were done, I started poking between the leaves to look for carrots.
They hadn't come up that well, but there were a few carrots, maybe once every 6 inches or so. And this is how big they were! Big, solid carrots, with lots of root and only a small amount of leaf. They're nicely formed as they weren't touching each other.
They tasted great, too. Nice and sweet. Don't ask me what variety, I can't remember. I didn't keep very good records this year.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Gardening Lessons from my Grandfather
Granddad was born in London, a true cockney and shopkeeper's son. I don't know when he learned to garden, or where, as I can't imagine his family growing radishes and raspberries in the concrete jungle. Perhaps he only began to cultivate as a war measure, along with thousands of other Britons (and others) who grew Victory Gardens. Just before WWII, he moved his new family to the commuter suburbs of London, to a semi-detached home with a back garden. He planted a fruit and vegetable garden there that grew to occupy most of the back garden, and enlisted his family's help to look after it.
My mother recalls spending hot summer afternoons there as a child. Weeding and harvesting were chores for her and her sister after school during the week. On weekends, Granddad would lead the work party, and gardening became fun! Together they grew much of the food they ate during the war and the decade of rationing that followed during the post-war rebuilding period.
After all that back-breaking labour, Mum was pretty much done with Victory Gardens. When I was growing up in Canada, there were always flowers and shrubs in the garden, but not much in the way of veg or fruit. Maybe some rhubarb, and a tomato in a pot.
So, where did I get my interest in gardening? Maybe it's a recessive gene! I spent a few summers with my Granddad, when he visited us in Canada, or we visited him in England. This gave me the chance to learn a few things from him directly.
Lesson #1: always put a way your tools when you are done. I have not internalized this lesson very well. Gardening at Hummingbird Community Garden helps, as I pack all my tools into the car to bring them home.
Lesson #2: How to air-layer a Schefflera. I won't go into detail. Suffice it to say that it's not really necessary as you can throw a Schefflera cutting near a pot of soil and it will root.
There may have been more lessons he threw my way, but I was a teenager and not listening very carefully. By then I probably thought I knew better.
This summer I brought my Mum to see how my garden was growing. I gave her a quick tour and then left her to visit the rest of the plots while I caught up with weeds and water. After a few minutes, she called out, "Your lettuces need thinning." "I'm sure they do", I replied, "but I never have the heart to thin them properly."
"Here, let me show you," said Mum. "You just reach in here above the soil, grasp one by the stem, and gently pull it out. That way you leave the rest with more room to grow, and you don't disturb their roots much. That's how your Granddad always taught us." So Mum and I thinned the lettuces a little, just until we had enough baby lettuce for a salad.
All summer I kept reaching into the densest clumps of lettuce to pull out a few little lettuces for dinner. By mid-summer I had only a dozen or so lettuces left in my row, huge heads, just beginning to think about bolting. These last few I cut for a couple of weeks of nothing but salad.
So this summer I got the chance to learn one more gardening lesson from my Granddad, even though he passed away 14 years ago. Happy Birthday, Granddad!