First Day of Fall

Two years ago I witnessed a young lady riding her bike through the park and she unknowingly ran over a squirrel’s tail. The tail sheath came off leaving a puff of fur on the ground and a poor little squirrel without a tail to keep him balanced on tiny limbs and warm at night. The squirrel ran up a tree and cried for over an hour. I felt horrible. I’ve often wondered what happened to that creature and I’ve thought about the event ad nauseum. Yesterday, I saw a squirrel scampering through the same park – it only had a nub of a tale. It made me smile. I’d like to think that it is that same squirrel.

I realize this seems like a strange story to start out with after my blog absence for a few weeks but to me this story is a lesson in patience. Things that torment us, even in our gardens, resolve themselves. Nature always does. My infestation of aphids has been resolved. My fall garden is coming up and some lettuces have been eaten by animals or bugs but I’ll plant more because I’m okay with sharing. My bees have somehow managed to do what they have been doing for thousands of years without my input at all. Most things we cannot control – we really need to focus on manage things to accomplish what we've set out to do.

My heirlooms have decided to ripen just in time for fall. Lord help them. It’s nearly October and I’m just starting to harvest tomatoes. This is something that I can’t control but I know that they need temperatures above 55 degrees at night to be able to ripen. But I have a trick for you. If you are experiencing temperatures below 55 degrees at night, take one of your greenish tomatoes inside (pick one that is a good representation of most of the tomatoes on the vine) and cut it open. If you cut through it and the seeds get cut along with the flesh, you’re out of luck because this tomato will never ripen. If you cut through it and the seeds separate from the flesh (in their gelatinous sack) you’re golden. This means that the tomato will ripen on your kitchen counter.

All that you need to do is pick the greenish tomatoes that look similar to your sample and set them out on your counter and they will ripen. The other option is to rip up the plant by the roots and hang it upside down in your garage or barn or perhaps in your home with newspaper or a bin to catch debris underneath it. The tomatoes should ripen up nicely this way. Enough about tomatoes.

More importantly, I removed my first frame of honey last weekend because I couldn’t stand it any longer! The extractor is not finished because I’ve been sidetracked but I wanted to take just one little frame and taste it. The bees weren’t very pleased with me but I continued on my path. I took the single frame of honey inside and weighed it – it was 4 lbs. 8 oz. and it certainly felt like it. I simply cut the comb out of the frame, broke off a piece and placed it in my mouth. The honey oozed out as I chewed and tasted so good – now I know why the Greeks called it ambrosia because this certainly was fit for gods. They say that beekeepers always think their honey is the best but without bias I can assure you that this honey is divine!

Other honey’ish news – I hate most beekeepers and have stopped going to my association meetings. ’Nuff said.

Daphne