>Tools of the gardening trade

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Tools! I’ve been pulling my gardening supplies and tools out of the garage more and more often. Let’s see: a trowel or two, several pairs of gloves (each fits a particular task – all are dirt covered), blue basket of seeds, tongue depressors —
Tongue depressors?

Teachers use tongue depressors in all sorts of ways. This box came from a retired teacher’s garage sale and served my fourth graders for four years. When I left my classroom behind for a cubicle, I brought the remaining sticks home. They’re biodegradable, easy to use, and a perfect size on which to write. Good thing I had a lot left – look at these tomato seedlings!

And if you had any doubt about the effectiveness of my little wooden supplies, take a closer look.

They’ll go into the garden soil near each plant so I know what’s there until the plant grows up and shows its true colors, er, fruits.

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>It must be — Spring?

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I know it’s only March. Don’t tell Mother Nature, but we’re seeing sights that normally don’t show up for at least six more weeks. The highlights:
The rock garden calls out for raking and rearranging.

The rhubarb is peeking out of the ground.

And last, but not the least on the list, seeds are planted. Indoors, yes, but the tomato and pepper plants are getting a good start.

Spring, bring it on. I’m ready.

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>Inviting a Blizzard? Moi?

>Remember Chuck’s threat last week? His warning not to take any garden talk seriously, and most certainly, not to go outside and work in the yard?

He gave up.
He noticed our neighbor, our ever-conscientious neighbor, taking care of his yard – and mowing the lawn. In mid-March. In Wisconsin. This, my friends, goes way beyond planning the garden or even buying seeds.
To show you how much this disturbed him, I just need to tell you this: Chuck’s response was in Haiku, followed by limerick.
Garden prep, lawn mown,
Spring is in the air.
Blizzard Marches in!
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A warm March day in the air,
Lawn mowed, garden planted out there;
Her hubby did warn
Of inviting a storm
Now she’s freezing off her derriere.
I must respond.
Dear husband, the one I adore,
I might play a little outdoors,
But all I will do
Is grow food for you
And can homemade goodies galore!



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>Sing it with me: Saturday at the O.K. Chorale

>On the to-do list:

Remind Amigo to do his laundry. Why can’t the kid do it himself? He can. He needs the reminder to actually throw the clothes in the washer and deal with it.
Plant seeds and hope they’ll grow. Most of these seeds are a year old; I haven’t bought new ones yet. We’ll see if they’re any good. Still. Yet. If they grow, it’ll look like salsa again in the O.K. home; I planted lots of tomato and pepper plants.
Stir the compost. Shh: don’t tell Chuck I played in the compost. He’s convinced that anything resembling garden work will cue Mother Nature to send in a storm.
Make ice cream – hopefully with Amigo. It’s easy and fun and he’ll love the results.
Set aside a Care Package for La Petite. She’ll be back for appointments on Monday and Tuesday, so I’ll send her a bag of food to fill her pantry. I can’t help her find a second job, but I can feed her.
Draft a letter of support for a local candidate. If this is really the year of the progressive woman, she’s perfect.
Check out the latest news on the local private school that lost two thirds of their teachers due to conflicts over paychecks – namely, the lack of them.
Look for ways to streamline the family budget. Headlines today noted what we’d all expected, but dreaded: my colleagues and I in the local public school district will face another wage freeze along with a higher deductible in our health care coverage.
Keep cleaning the house and purging it of useless items. Sell or donate; make space for what’s important instead of storing junk. At the most, we may get a few bucks for some of the stuff. At the least, we’ll have less to clean.
In a related category, reorganize the canning supplies. At this time of year I have more empty jars than full. How to store them until I need them – that’s one dilemma. How to make more room next fall for the full jars – that’s another. It feels like every year I make a little bit more. Well, if my pay is frozen, at least I can still feed the family.
I guess all this means I should get offline and do something. Here goes!

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>Whether the Weather

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Sing it with me! It’s a round.

Whether the weather be cool or

Whether the weather be hot
Whether the weather be fair or
Whether the weather be not.
Whatever the weather,
We’ll weather the weather –
Whether we like it or not!
Then again, planning ahead seems to guarantee that Mother Nature will throw a wrench into the works, or at least a storm our way. No? Chuck thinks so, in this actual email exchange with his loving wife. Yes, me.

Me: We’re supposed to get unseasonably warm temps this weekend. Maybe I’ll spread compost. When we get the van back, I’d really like a Big Bucket of leaf compost from the brush dump. I plan to spread it in the far back, where the berm will go. It’ll cover the barriers I set up last fall and the layer of very-fertile bunny litter and, um, waste.
Chuck: You must stop this kind of talk or else you will be THE cause of a late blizzard. Remember what just happened? All because Pete took the sandbags out of the back of his pickup.

Me: But… but… it’s supposed to be in the 50s this weekend. On top of that, one of my coworkers is selling seeds and flats of plants for her daughter’s fundraiser. I’ll show you when I get home.
Well, people, Chuck isn’t one to give up or let anyone else have the last Email word. Here’s his response:
We’ll be run out of town. The headline will read:

St. Patrick’s Day Cancelled

wisconsin Woman’s Garden Plans Upset Weather Patterns



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>Pasta Pan-fried with Butternut Squash, Fried Sage, and Pine Nuts

>Do you have a few butternut squash stashed from last summer? This is a delicious way to put a squash on the table.

The original recipe called for an entire squash and lots, I do mean lots, of pasta and herbs. With our almost-empty nest, we made half of the original. Chuck cooked up the rest of the butternut squash in a tradition way, mashing it with sugar and butter.
Ingredients:
1/2 medium butternut squash
1 small sweet onion, peeled and diced
1 clove garlic, minced
olive oil
salt and pepper to taste
1/4 cup fresh sage leaves
1/2 pound farfalle pasta
1/2 cup pine nuts, toasted
2 oz. high quality Parmesan, shredded or shaved (about 1/2 cup)
Directions:
Heat oven to 375. Cut the butternut squash in half and scoop out the strings and seeds from the center. Flip the squash halves upside down and peel them. Cut the squash into 1 inch cubes. Toss with the onion, garlic, a drizzle of olive oil, and salt and pepper. Mince about half of the fresh sage leaves and toss with the squash.
Spread the squash mixture in a thin layer on a large baking sheet and roast for about 40 minutes or until the squash is soft.
Heat pasta water to boiling and cook the farfalle until al dente. Drain and set aside. As the squash finished roasting, heat about 2 Tablespoons of olive oil in a large high-sided saute pan. Drop in the rest of the sage leaves and fry for about a minute, or until the begin to shrivel up.
Remove with a slotted spoon and salt lightly. Crush with the back of a spoon.
Add half the pasta to the pan, along with half the roasted squash mixture. Crumble in half the sage. Cook, stirring frequently, for five minutes or until the pasta is heated through and getting crispy on some of the edges. Add the pine nuts and cook for another minute. Stir in half the cheese and serve.
These are the amounts we used. I hope the “half a squash” doesn’t confuse anyone. It was delicious.
Chuck found this at http://thekitchn.com.

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>When nothing is going right…the Worry Monster

>Heard on Twitter – “When nothing in life is going right, go left.”

I lean pretty far to the left as it is, so I find other ways to cope. The hardest part of coping with life in general is facing the Worry Monster.
The Worry Monster invades my thoughts when something unpredictable or uncontrollable is coming up, something I need to face but can’t really change. The Worry Monster enters through the side door, suggesting I worry about something coming up – a routine medical procedure, perhaps. As I’m consciously deciding not to worry about it, the Monster will suggest something else that deserves worry. By the time the Monster leaves, laughing its evil laugh, I’ve probably worried about a number of upcoming dates or vague future events.
I fight the Worry Monster by staying active. Politically, the Worry Monster thinks I should worry about all that’s going on in Madison. In place of worry, I choose concern. I write letters and emails. I blog. I volunteer with Organizing for America (OFA) by entering data after phone banks and canvass days. I make an occasional donation, but my main contribution is time.
I fought the Worry Monster before the frost came by working in the garden. Simple and mindless tasks such as weeding and watering provided think time. Think time isn’t worry; it’s work-things-through time. As long as I remembered the mosquito repellent, I could stay in the garden for hours, weeding, watering, and processing thoughts. The garden really does nourish the soul.
Now, when the garden lies sleeping the winter away under a blanket of leaves, I play in the kitchen. Cooking is work; baking is play. It’s productive, fun, and a great creative outlet. I’ve considered attempting sourdough bread; maybe it’s time to get serious and create a sourdough starter. Maybe – after the holiday cookies are done.
So take that, Worry Monster. If not much is going right in life, I just turn to the left and get busy.

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>Putting the garden to bed for another winter

>It’s that time again: time to put the garden to bed. I’ve been restricted by cataract surgeries and out of town for state testing through most of October, but I did manage to get the garden put to bed well enough for the winter. One rain barrel is drained and tipped over; the other is drained and ready to tip. The rest? Check out my Monday contribution to Green Spot-On for the rest of the story.

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>Yet another Zucchini Recipe

>You guessed it, readers. I am presenting to you one more way to use up the last few zucchini. I liked this as a vegetarian main dish; Chuck preferred it as a side. Either way, it’s delicious.

Cheesy Zucchini Squares
Ingredients:
3 cups grated zucchini
2 teaspoons salt
1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1 Tablespoon baking powder
3 eggs or 3/4 cup egg substitute
1/3 cup olive oil
1 teaspoon lemon pepper
2 teaspoons chopped fresh thyme
1 cup finely chopped onion
2 cups grated sharp cheddar cheese
Directions:
Spray 8 by 8 baking dish (or similar sized pan) with non-stick spray.
Stir together the zucchini and salt in a colander and let drain 15 minutes. Press out the liquid; let drain another 15 minutes. Pick up small handfuls of zucchini and squeeze out as much liquid as possible. Transfer to small bowl.
Whisk together flour and baking powder in a large bowl. In a small bowl, whisk the eggs until blended, then stir in flour mixture and mix well. Use a rubber spatula to fold in the zucchini, onion, and cheese. The batter will be stiff. Pour into baking dish and press evenly into all corners.
Bake at 350 for about 30 minutes or until top is golden brown. Let cool 5 minutes; serve warm.
By the way, this heats up well as a planned-over. In true Wisconsin fashion, I’m considering dusting the top with grated mozzarella or Parmesan when it comes out of the oven. I didn’t add nuts and twigs to this dish, either. The possibilities for variation are endless!

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