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Locally Grown + Inhaled

May 27th

Rising dough

Homemade pizza

Homemade pizza

I followed the instructions from this NYT article on making better homemade pizza. The results? I liked the toppings, but the crust still isn’t right. It is a tricky thing to master — pizza crust. Also, I wanted a healthier pizza and in truth? I missed all that gooey cheese. I am going to keep playing with different flours this summer to try to get it just right.

local

I also turned a handful of peaches from a friend’s tree into a fun dessert — a modification of this great Pioneer Woman recipe.

Matt and the giant peach

Peach and blueberry cobbler

I’ve noticed when eating farmer’s market or garden produce, I eat less. The flavors are such much more intense — you need less. Someone should write a silly new trendy diet book on this and get more people gardening and eating locally.

~K

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Progress

May 14th

The tomatoes go wild

One of the most fulfilling aspects of gardening is the progress. Remember these 23 baby tomato plants that went in the earth in January?  And then here we were in March where I was shouting, “Oh! A tomato hedge! I have a tomato HEDGE!” Little did I know.

The tomatoes go wild

Then I convinced Matt to build a teepee for the tomatoes, thinking this would help keep things in order. How naive! I really should have read a book for four about tomatoes before spending so much time playing in the garden. I didn’t know about trimming back the bushes to keep the tomatoes off the ground. Or anything about suckers. Instead, after our attempt at wrangling chaos with the teepee, we’ve let things go a bit wild.

The tomatoes go wild

The tomatoes go wild

A month ago, we had our first tomato. She was a big one. An early bloomer. A leader in her field. But little did we know that her delicious flavor would pale in comparison soon enough. The swarms to follow have been earthy, sweet, lush and the scent of freshly picked tomatoes cannot be beat. Just being near the tomato plants this time of year makes me want to dance in circles. I feel like a cross between Julie Andrews and a wild hippie when doing so.

The tomatoes go wild

Wild, I tell you. Today, the hedge has grown up to the front door and I’ve got tomatoes — homegrown, organic, lovely sweet delicious OH MY GOD THIS IS WHAT THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO TASTE LIKE tomatoes — coming out of my ears. Now, remind me again why I didn’t start gardening 10 years ago? The best part of this tiny little garden is that I know without a doubt that if I can reap this bounty of a harvest from “borrowed’ HOA land in a condo complex in Phoenix, Arizona — you can grow a farm’s worth by comparison. (I’m making two assumptions there: 1. you have more than 3×4 feet of land to your name. And 2. You don’t live in an oven. With caliche soil.)

The tomatoes go wild

This mighty progress is translating to canned tomatoes this weekend. I’m also having friends over for homemade pizza too. My thanks, again, to Finny for inspiring me to take on new hobbies that seem so Herculean, but end up so deliciously fun. (See: knitting, sewing, canning, swearing.)

~K

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April 12th

First tomato

First tomato

First tomato

The first tomato of the season, thoroughly enjoyed with a bit of salt. The flavor of a homegrown tomato is a balanced mix of earthy sweetness and ethereal hubris.

Remember when I planted 23 tomato plants and everyone thought I was a bit zealous? Right. Well, they are now quickly developing from tiny green innocents to lush, juicy red delights. We are going to have more tomatoes than we know what to do with.

Frankly, I cannot think of a better problem to have.

~K

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Teepee

March 23rd

Remember how I mentioned I wanted tomato teepees, thanks to Organic Gardening?

Tomato Teepees

Voila. Yet another project the African successfully took on. These plants have responded to a little TLC with fury. They have grown so much since this photo, taken just a few days ago.

Golden

And there is a bit of landscaping prep happening for the upcoming garden party. I love marigolds — the way they smell and that they keep bugs away. I also admire their bright, unapologetic brashness. (And on a practical note, if I keep these watered, they’ll thrive in the Arizona heat.)

Also, by chance anyone from Organic Gardening happens to catch wind of this post — your magazine is fabulous. I truly enjoy it and cut out pages and pages of idea from the latest and then gave the skeleton to a friend to enjoy. However, poly-bagging your magazine? YOU ARE CALLED ORGANIC GARDENING! Really, a ridiculous disappointment.

~K

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Bright and Green and Pollen Everywhere

March 18th

Chiles

I’m sneezing today, more than likely because I bragged to a friend yesterday, “I don’t get allergies. I grew up here.” Muh huh. The puffy face, runny nose and itchiness says one thing loud and clear: Spring has sprung. Spring training games are underway. Lots of pasty white folk from Minnesota, Iowa and Michigan are wandering around in shorts and saguaro-embroidered visors. There are thousands of tiny saffron-hued globes of mesquite pollen fluttering to the ground from aching limbs above.

Basil!

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Rosemary!

Cilantro!

My garden is in the groove too. Everything is coming up green and shiny.

First tomatoes

Tomato hedge to be teepeed

And wowza, the tomato hedge is running rampant. I read an article in one of my gardening magazines this month about creating bamboo teepees for your plants to climb. This just sounds like more fun that buying another stack of tomato cages. I bought enough for three teepees yesterday, plus a gazillion marigolds to keep the bugs away. I expect to be covered in mud, pollen and allergy fueled tears soon enough.

~K

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Tendril

August 31st

Tendrils of hope

Gorgeous little blooms

Hello there!

There is something so spectacularly beautiful about the tenderness growing in the garden. The wateremelon, squash and pumpkin have all sent out these fragile, curling twiny arms — searching for something to cling to.  The blooms are cantalope orange and stay open only in the early morning, recoiling as soon as the sun gets too high.

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At the community garden, the okra is blooming and I cannot pick it fast enough.

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I handed out another five bags full yesterday, along with a collection of recipes. I intended to keep a few for baking today (throwing them in with zucchini for sweet breads) and completely forgot.

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The watermelons at the community garden are thriving with irrigated water.

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And thankfully the solarization is working. These plastic sheets act like microwaves, zapping everything trapped underneath and skillfully killing Bermuda grass without a drop of chemical. We’ll use these as future plots refugee families interested in playing.

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Really, what Monday is complete without seeing a field of okra?

{Might be the weirdest sentence I’ve ever written.}

If you live in Phoenix and want to help out this fantastic community project — we’ve got a workday planned this Friday and could use your help.  Leave a comment and I’ll contact you with details!

~K

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They Turn into A Carriage at Midnight

August 19th

Pumpkins!

The pumpkins are growing at amazing speed, in part because I keep forgetting to turn the water off and they’ve received gobs of liquid love during the last month.

Pumpkins!

Even those little African seeds have taken off; I swear there are days I come home from work to find a new leaf has grown. Amazing! I can’t wait to see what happens to these in the next two months.

Pumpkins!

Pumpkins!

I know this may not look like much, but to me it means the world. I am finding myself in a strange area of transition. Like many, my job security is questionable. Add that to a spreading case of wanderlust and I am once again considering serious change.  Not just the little change, like canceling my gym membership after 15 years at the same place, or dramatically altering my spending habits thanks to a good kick in the pants from my financial advisor.

The life I’d been dreaming of and planning for doesn’t seem to make sense now. Instead, there are suddenly new opportunities to consider and I’m not sure what to do. I know leaving my tight web of friends in Phoenix for the lure of cooler weather won’t make me happier long-term. And yet, I crave a new start. I want to be near my family. I want four seasons. I want to live in a place where I feel like one of the gang and not a fish out of cultural waters.

silver leaves?

matty watering away

matt's babies grow

zucchini leaves

And so, I go out into the garden and daydream, mulling over the choices ahead. These little plants serve as a great daily reminder to thank God for what I do have, right here, right now, within my grasp.

~K

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Green is Good

May 10th

A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

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A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

A visit to Baker's Nursery in Phoenix

I wandered Baker’s Nursery yesterday with Greg, checking out the squash, herbs, peppers and flowers begging to be taken home and planted before the incredible heat gets even hotter. It was an aesthetic overload — so many bright colors, odd shapes, varying textures to try to capture.

I’ve just joined the board of the Phoenix Permaculture Guild; over lunch yesterday, I told him how I once was chastised in junior high for having created an environmental club — SOAP (Save our Amazing Planet.) We laughed at the stories of holding countless carwashes to raise money to buy portions of the rainforest, which was very en vogue. Using soap for SOAP, we did raise awareness in Mesa; our little club was intrumental in getting curbside recycling implemented city-wide.

I was asked a few weeks ago to speak at my junior high about refugees. I hadn’t been back in more than 15 years and it was an Alice in Wonderland experience with the school seeming very lilliputian. After the presentation, I asked a couple students if SOAP was still around.  I was so happy to hear they were still recycling, getting the kitchen to reduce waste, limiting water use, etc. It was a full-circle moment — so fundamentally satisfying and healing.

Some people know what they want to do with their lives from childhood. I have no idea what I want to do tomorrow. But it does make me happy to think this little club was worth the torment. Hopefully I’ll have something to offer the guild leaders. Perhaps they need a carwash?

~K

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A Choice

May 7th

During a morning walk through the garden, watering the plants and thinking of the day ahead, I found myself wrapped in the words of Rumi.

Bougainvillea takes over

We will be pumpkins when we grow up!

Flowering basil

Good morning, sun.

To be fried!

Stay bewildered in God,

and only that.

Those of you who are scattered,

simplify your worrying lives. There is one
righteousness: Water the fruit trees,
and don’t water the thorns. Be generous
to what nurtures the spirit and God’s luminous
reason-light. Don’t honor what causes
dysentery and knotted-up tumors.

Don’t feed both sides of yourself equally.
The spirit and the body carry different loads
and require different attentions.

Too often

we put saddlebags on Jesus and let the donkey
run loose in the pasture.

Don’t make the body do
what the spirit does best, and don’t put a big load

on the spirit that the body could carry easily.

Pear tomatoes

Good morning, gorgeous

Time to pick you, me thinks

“Wherever you are, whatever you do, be in love.”
Or as my mom would say, “bloom where you are planted.” Today, I choose happiness.

I find it fascinating Rumi was Muslim, but spent much of his poetry discussion Christianity. He was actually from Italy, but once he landed in Turkey was given the name “Rumi” which means “from Rome.”

I am so enjoying the poems you’ve sent. One of my girlfriends is a librarian and she has a mad passion for poetry. She was explaining how she celebrates “poems in your pocket” day at her school. She hands poems out to students in the hopes of spurring their interest. When I found a Pablo Neruda sonnet in my planner as a meeting was drawing to a close yesterday, I read it aloud a colleague. He looked at me as though I’d lost my mind, but I doubt he’ll soon forget it.

~K

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Stay Away Birdies

April 27th

Ripen up other green friends

What’s that hiding among all the green tomatoes?

TOMATO!

DOODE!

Stay away birdies

A tomato grows in Tempe! (And a red one at that.) This weekend I listened to a great podcast discussing the Easter season and gardening — how spiritually clearing the earth and watching it bloom again coincides with the high holiday in the northern hemisphere. Regardless of your spiritual leanings, pretty sure leaving for work on a Monday morning only to find your first ripe tomato ready for the picking is a sign of many good things to come. Now, if only the birds won’t notice the harvest is ready…

~K

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