Paco's Garden 2016
a bountiful harvest

Paco's Garden 2016



Chateau Martelle, Colorado



This was a few years after we moved in.


Also a few years after we moved in - the wildflower mix I had was great for about 6-7 years and then the native grasses and legumes came in and choked out everything else.


Welcome to Paco's Garden 2016


April


view to the south - Uncompahgre Plateau


View to north - the Bookcliffs.


Ahead: raspberries, blackberries, and black raspberries.


strawberries, onions, and tomatoes



Monarch Butterfly Remediation Project
This is a showy milkweed. They grow wild here. I allow a few hundred grow every year because they are the only food Monarch butterfly larvae will eat. Monarch numbers are down by 90% in recent years due to global warming and overuse of herbicides. I see Monarchs daily out there from late June to even today - September 16.
I discovered these two in flagrante delicto just a few meters from my showy milkweed stand. The milkweed, by the way, is a fabulous plant. The stunning flowers release a delicate and exquisite scent and in fall the pods open to release the silkiest seed hairs that rise with the wind.


These two in my metasequoia are also a couple. They were coupled when they landed.


Apricots - bumper crop with thousands of apricots. When I returned from Oregon in July, this branch had broken from the weight of the fruit.



Grapes - 6 varieties - estimated harvest 400-500 pounds.


himrods. these turn yellow as they ripen - very sweet. All my grapes are seedless table grapes. 

Himrods when ripe - October 13, 2016 - unbelievably sweet and delicious

Black monukka - this is my first crop from this vine, planted 3 years ago. If well tended, grapes will produce more and larger fruit every year, subject to weather, plague, and pestilence.

Red canadice- first year crop with 16 bunches. Sweet and crunchy - amazing. My breakfast every morning lately has been grapes and raspberries with a plum or two. 
 
 
 

tomato pickers

grape picker

The deer are around all year and they eat whatever they can reach. We've lost several dozen trees to deer. The bucks come in and scrape their antlers which will shred small trees. The deer, raccoons, quail, and skunks are the reason for the high fence around my garden, enclosed over the grapes.We had a pair of screech owls in a nest just past that second fence this year. They had owlets and made a racket at night teaching them to fly - all parts of their language include screeches.
 
plum picker

plums - greengage variety. Harvest: thousands, probably a thousand pounds between my two trees.

I found this on the net.

MOISSAC, France - WHEN I was a child an ancient, solitary tree stood near the driveway of my family's home on Long Island. It was hard to tell that it was a plum tree, because it rarely fruited, but when it did, the small, greenish orbs filled the air with perfume. I would pluck as many as I could, and their syrupy sweetness inspired a rapture that has haunted me ever since, though the tree died long ago.

Decades later I learned that this fruit was a greengage, universally acclaimed by experts as the finest of plums. Over many years roaming the globe searching for flavorful fruit, I have often been asked which one was my favorite. That tiny green plum I first tasted in my yard, I've decided, is the best fruit in the world.

Once prized and widely grown in the United States, greengages virtually vanished as farmers chose less finicky varieties. As I searched for sources, the elusiveness of the quarry made rare discoveries all the sweeter, but still left me tantalized by the vision of full-scale orchards.

It goes on - he should come to Paco's garden and pick a few hundred pounds. "Rapture?" - really?

 

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