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Post by steev on Jul 29, 2017 0:17:18 GMT -5
Holly, Holly, Holly! You know those "Strines" talk funny; comes from being upside-down, innit?
What kind of sour plum did you use; damsons, sloes, or what?
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Post by steev on Jul 29, 2017 1:21:23 GMT -5
I think this weekend there may be plums that the locusts haven't eaten (just because they can't keep up with the quantity): Elephant Hearts, Greengages; Purple Gages, prunes: one can hope, eh?
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Post by templeton on Jul 30, 2017 4:36:46 GMT -5
And here I thought Lillypilly was made up! I made sour plum gin. It's a lovely magenta color and quite yummy. We got lilypilly and bidgeewidgee, but i don't think either of them grow in Suggan Buggan or Wagga Wagga.
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Post by steev on Jul 30, 2017 20:55:12 GMT -5
Don't give me none of that boogie-woogie; I just want rock-and-roll.
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Post by 12540dumont on Jul 31, 2017 11:16:17 GMT -5
Don't know what kind of plum. I planted an ornamental in my front garden, a nice purple leaf. It crossed with a wild plum from the creek and made a half purple leaf variety that makes some tart plums. About 40 years ago this was a French prune farm. That was back when people ate prunes! So, I suspect some of that genetics fell into the creek and made wild trees.
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Post by steev on Jul 31, 2017 19:08:39 GMT -5
Even people who want to eat prunes, don't; they eat "dried plums", as prunes are now labelled; thus progresses the dumbing-down of our appreciation of Nature's variety and the specific virtues of various sorts of produce; we shall forget prunes, mirabelles, gages, damsons, bullaces, sloes, etc; we only need to be told the color of the plum, same as with grapes. Feh!
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Post by 12540dumont on Aug 2, 2017 10:56:35 GMT -5
Steev...save me some seed of your plums. I'd like to put some damsons and green gages in the garden and see if they'll cross with yon wild fruit. Or any other plums you have on hand.
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Post by richardw on Aug 3, 2017 1:01:44 GMT -5
Sloes grow wild in a number of patches not far from here but hardly ever grow good fruit thanks to being a low rainfall area, had thought of digging up a sucker or two and grow some here but they would spread to much because, they often get mistaken for Damsons around here by locals
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Post by steev on Aug 3, 2017 2:13:33 GMT -5
Holly: I regret I've no damsons (regrettably; lovely for sauces); I'll set aside seeds of my gages (green and purple); bring em with loads of quince, eh? Any other plum-seed, as well, though nothing much else uncommon. At least the damned grasshoppers are leaving seeds.
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Post by steev on Sept 17, 2017 21:41:04 GMT -5
Harvested a little Rainbow chard for salad, Black Crowder cowpeas, Hosui and Nijiseiki pears, Elephant Heart plums, and some apples (the name of which I forget; they're mediocre raw, but useful in cooking).
The Flame Tokay grapes are looking to be very productive; guess I'll put newsprint covers on some of the best bunches, in case birds come to clean them out; I hate to do it, since they don't color well if covered.
Temps have begun to moderate, so soon I'll start clearing off the dry weeds, raking them into the tree-lanes, and preparing to till, when the rain comes.
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Post by 12540dumont on Sept 19, 2017 10:12:57 GMT -5
Steev, the day we saw 114 here, the concord grapes cooked on the vines. Now, should I prune them all off, or wait till I normally prune in fall?
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Post by steev on Sept 19, 2017 10:21:07 GMT -5
Aside from looking depressing it prolly makes little difference.
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Post by mskrieger on Oct 2, 2017 10:51:15 GMT -5
I peeled the garlic that had been sitting in the shed drying out for ages. Let my twins help. Babies liked putting the garlic into the bag...and taking it out...and mixing it in with the large, perfect seed garlic bulbs so that I had to resort...and throwing it under the car....and watching mama crawl around to get it...I can tell I have two more promising young gardeners on my hands.
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Post by steev on Oct 3, 2017 2:57:51 GMT -5
Babies are agents of chaos; only parents who can deal with that successfully rear young; it will get better, until they're in their teens,,,
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Post by walt on Oct 3, 2017 14:29:41 GMT -5
I remember teaching my kids to garden when they were toddlers. The first thing I taught them was "Feed the good plants to the bad plants." That is weeding and mulching. They loved it. Later they learned not to stick certain plants in their mouths, all the others went into their mouths, not just plants.
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