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A gardening happy ending

By Melinda Mawdsley
Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Gardening is full of humbling failures.

This is not one of those stories.

This entry is about my amazing basil.

Earlier in the spring, my editor put basil seeds on a table for everyone to share.

I know enough to know there are many different types of basil. However, I also know that I like basil.

I took some seeds, and I'm proud to say, they grew!

Point is, I knew nothing about the seeds, but I gave the seeds good soil, plenty of water and moved them in and out of the sun when they were little.

I have learned the value in sharing seeds with people.

Now? I expanded my palate after I sauteed my vegetables in oil and lemon basil the other night.

(I'm pretty sure it's lemon basil because it smells and tastes like lemon.)

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Mom’s Swiss Chard

By Penny Stine
Wednesday, July 7, 2010

I visited my parents in Nebraska over the 4th of July. In spite of the fact that Mom turned 75 this spring, she still maintains a huge garden and has several fruit trees. She cans, freezes, pickles and preserves just about everything that she grows, and was disappointed when a late freeze claimed all of the fruit on her trees this year.
When I asked my mom how her garden was this year, she replied, “Terrible.”
Then I went outside for a look-see. If Mom’s garden is terrible, mine ranks somewhere far below horrifically awful. And I didn’t think mine was doing too badly.

Check out these pics:
Mom’s Swiss chard:

This is my mom's chard - It's a beautiful thing!

You can’t tell by looking at the photo, but Mom’s Swiss chard was about 18 inches tall, with gigantic leaves that looked like elephant ears.

My swiss chard:

This is my Swiss Chard - Not so beautiful!

Mine’s about six inches tall and bug-eaten.

The only thing that looked better in my garden was the dill, but that’s only because she considers it a weed and has been pulling it out. Our peas look similar, but hers didn’t taste good, so score one for Western Colorado.
Oh, and my mom's garden was virtually weed-free. We spent about 40 minutes outside weeding on Sunday and eradicated them from every inch of her garden... and her garden is huge. 

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Earth laughs in flowers

By Carol Clark
Tuesday, July 6, 2010

"Earth laughs in flowers"
-Ralph Waldo Emerson


Breckenridge, Colorado, (unlike Breckenridge, Texas), the perfect place to spend a summer day away from the heat. We hiked up and down busy streets, spent way too much money in expensive shops, and took dozens of photos of brightly colored flowers that plastered the streets. They are all over this adorable mountain town and so vibrant with 72 degree afternoons and frequent rain showers.

Referred by a local, we ate lunch at "Fatty's". My husband, Olan, stepped right into the restaurant and asked the host if he was the head fatty. Surprisingly, he led us to a table instead of asking us to leave. We had the most amazing lunch while watching the FIFA World Cup. The game was getting exciting and the waitress irritated, so we had to order more drinks, (a frosty Mud Slide that was more like an ice cream float complete with whipped cream and a cherry). This may explain why they named this place "Fatty's".

At any rate, if you want to get out of the heat and see flowers that are not sun scorched, I highly recommend Breckenridge and remember to visit "Fatty's"..
Two tickets to paradise! 

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Fourth on the farm

By Carol Clark
Friday, July 2, 2010

"God shed his grace on thee" — Katharine Bates

This photo was taken in June at my Aunt Margaret's house, right down the street from where I grew up. Loma - Q Road - Heaven. Looking back, we had many 4th of July celebrations at her farm home with loads of food, homemade ice cream, oodles of cousins and magic charcoal worms that grew on the sidewalk when we lit them. Playing with fire was always the highlight and there was always the sparkler dances in the lawn while we waited for the big fireworks. It is still a favorite place for me to visit.

I was 12 when I had to move from the farm. My mom and dad had to drag me off to the big city (Grand Junction) crying and throwing a fit. I still miss this beautiful place and feel home sick when I have to leave.

Remember to create your own Indpendence Day traditions for the children in your family. Have a garden party and don't forget the charcoal worms.

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SWEET Corn

By Laurena Mayne Davis
Friday, July 2, 2010

What’s in a name?

Names of supersweet sweet corn   http:// news.illinois.edu/ii/03/0807/sweetcorn.html  are almost as sweet as the juicy kernels themselves. You may be familiar with Olathe Sweet sweet corn. But a supersweet corn by any other name tastes as sweet.

On a longtime corn-growing friend’s recommendation, I’ve planted for the last three years these cavity-inducing varieties. Seed corn was purchased at Greenfields:

Bodacious
Precocious
Peaches and Cream

Because this isn’t Better Homes & Gardens, this is what our corn patch looks like now:

It’s up the kids to go through and hand-weed the grass we don’t want, (timothy, foxtail, orchard, etc.) out of the grass we do want: supersweet sweet corn. Because corn is a grass, it likes sunshine, water and nitrogen. And it doesn’t like to compete for any of those.

Once the first weeding is done, we’ll keep our corn well watered and fertilized. In no time at all we’ll be sharing, grilling, freezing and canning sugary-sweet ears of Bodacious, Precocious and Peaches and Cream corn.

 


 

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