High Brix Gardening
No rain, but dense fog this morning as I roll out at 6:00 am to pick up the newspaper and check my little kitchen garden.
Those luscious yellow-orange blossoms on the zucchini have all been chewed off the stems overnight. The blossoms lie on the ground, and I gather them up to sautee. This was not the plan, though.
It’s obvious the soil needs some work. In 1967, I began a line of inquiry that led to today’s High Brix Gardening. As a young pregnant woman, I was involved in Lamaze and La Leche League. The big question in my first earth-mother phase was: what do I feed my son after he weans himself? That question led me to study nutrition. Following the related threads, I was led to read about agriculture, history, and organic gardening.
One of my heroes then was Louis Bromfield, novelist, bon vivant, and agrarian reformer. Using organic methods, he restored a worn out farm in Ohio, then a ruined jungle plantation: Malabar do Brazil.
“The White Room” was an essay in which he described his beloved spiritual retreat, a bare, white room in the plantation house where he wrote and contemplated the vagaries of life.
As I remember, the room contained little more than a chair and a desk facing a window with a view of the wilderness. His essay inspired my ever-after desire for a white room of my own, an uncluttered retreat for writing and thinking. My own dream now realized, my white room overlooks the woods.
There are several related lines of agricultural thought that include Biodynamics and now High Brix Gardening that restores micro and macronutrients to the soil to create more nutritious and disease and pest-resistant plants.
Have you ever plucked a dead-ripe tomato off the vine to bite into its richness and enjoy the juice dripping down your arm? Much of today’s grocery-store produce tastes like cardboard compared to “real” fruits and vegetables.
I refuse to poison the little beasties who’ve decapitated the zucchini blossoms. Instead, I’m Vita Mixing egg shells and kitchen trimmings into “cold compost.” We’ll see how successful my efforts will be. Soil preparation requires thought and time, and I have little of the latter.
Only an hour left this morning. I’ll spend it in the white room instead of the garden.
First things first.