Garden Tour: Zuchini!

I gave growing from seeds a try for the first time this year, in Alaska. I started in April under grow lights. Here’s how one crop went.

My favorite crop this season was BY FAR zucchini (don’t tell the radishes). They quickly and easily progressed from a single large seed (that I could see without a microscope – I’m looking at you mint) to an adolescent plant with big happy green leaves relatively quickly! This was a great confidence boost as a beginner gardener. I watched with excitement as each leaf popped out, and eventually the first blossom buds started to form.

Baby seedling under grow lights

Where do squash babies come from?

Once I got blossoms, I was informed that if I was growing them inside (yes, it was not warm enough yet for them to move outside) I would need to pollenate them. Turns out there are male and female squash blossoms, and without pollenators the gardener must don a bumble bee costume and do the dirty work herself (edit – turns out the bumble bee costume is not a requirement, the squash cannot tell the difference), transferring pollen from male blossoms to female blossoms. If the blossoms are not pollenated, the fruit will grow a little bit, then stop and fall off before maturing.

One lesson learned from this is that timing is tricky. Often there were too many ladies and no men around (am I right ladies?), or vice versa. Blossoms are only open and viable for about a day, so not having hetero pairs became a problem. As a result, I’d say having multiple plants is key to increase likelihood of available partners.

Growing up

Just watch these babies grow.

Harvest

Behold the bounty:

The big kahuna

… and finally, behold my biggest most beautiful zucchini child:

I harvested this big boy this week, and as I’m moving out of town next week, zucchini season is officially over! it’s just as well since the weather has decided it is autumn, and I think growth is slowing down all around the garden at this point.

Remembering band camp… suddenly

Note: a departure from Alaska content, but maybe all of the fresh conifers triggered an olfactory memory…

For some reason today I’ve been getting band camp flashbacks all day. When I was in high school I spent two weeks of two summers at a lovely piney, lakey camp in Michigan. I went to band camp to study cello, and some art stuff. It was a lot of music, walking around paths with a lot of trees, and trying not to melt in the humid Michigan summer. I attended said camp now over 15 years ago, and probably haven’t thought about the particulars in at least 10.

Taking a shower this morning I suddenly remembered what it felt like to haul toiletries and things out to the bath house building and take a spider-filled shower, then try to get back to the cabin without all of the dirt sticking to my still wet feet in my flip flops (the alternative, shoving still wet feet into socks and shoes, was equally fraught).

Then, getting into my freshly made bed this evening I remembered the satisfying feeling of a well-made bunk, and slipping into (or onto because summer in a forest cabin is toasty) my sleeping bag, popping in my headphones, and listening to Avril Lavigne or my “sleep time” mix CD on my discman. I even have a small fan running next to my bed this evening just like at camp.

I’m curious how this trend will develop. I’m tempted to stoke the flame a bit. Should I strap my cello on my back and head for the trees? Wear flip flops in the shower? I’ve already got plenty of spiders. I’m just a pair of chuck tailors with mismatched laces and a severe case of seasonal allergies away from traveling back in time…