July 1, 2013
This week it’s all about fruit in my garden and kitchen. The rhubarb leans into the path to the compost bin. My dog, Lucy has been “nesting” in the cool shade beneath the massive leaves. A second harvest was in order.
The ‘Dorsett Golden’ apples ripen about now and are a perfect complement to the tart rhubarb. My New England sensibility says it’s too early for apples, but I’m grateful they show up with the rhubarb.
The small espaliered tree separates the edible garden from the rest of the backyard. 'Dorsett Golden’ is self-fertile and requires less than 100 chill hours–just what’s needed in my garden, two blocks from the Pacific Ocean.
The blueberries are finishing in my garden.
But not in Oregon. My sister, Katie sent this picture of their berry picking adventure last Saturday. Yes, those are five-gallon buckets.
The marionberries ripened with this week’s warm weather. No sign of the fungus that plagued them the last two years. More about that in another post.
I brought these in yesterday, here unwashed and very ripe. Most went to the freezer (washed and individually frozen on a tray) for a cobbler.
A generous neighbor shared her plums with me. Plum-raspberry (or plum-marionberry) jam is ahead this week.
The plum drops and too ripe berries will be just fine in smoothies.
Fruit and flowers. Two of my favorite things, together.
