The Controversial Vermiculite (not to be confused with Vermiculate*).

May 8th, 2009

* which means, if you’re curious, “worm eaten,” which we hope our veggies will not, in fact, be.

I want you to keep in mind that I’m not an expert, in any way, shape, or form!  I wanted to include this entry about Vermiculite since it has the curious tendency to raise eyebrows when one discusses using it in one’s garden.  Just to refresh your memory, here is a most fetching photo of our Vermiculite prior to mixing:

Vermiculite: the "Fluff"

Vermiculite: the "Fluff"

Vermiculite has gotten a bad rap because it has a somewhat checkered past.  Apparently, back in the day  Vermiculite was going be the next big thing in insulation (yes, I said insulation, not horticulture).  It’s great because it’s basically nonflammable and puffy so it was a cinch to blow into gaps in walls and the like.  The Canadian Government even ran a program that encouraged its use: they gave rebates to the happy homeowners for using the stuff .  There was a rather large problem that emerged a few years down the road, however, and I’m going to go straight to the source on this one, and quote Health Canada:

Vermiculite ore produced from the Libby Mine in Montana, USA, from the 1920s to 1990, may contain asbestos. This mine supplied the majority of the world market in vermiculite insulation, mostly sold under the brand name Zonolite. Insulation material made from vermiculite ore produced by the Libby Mine was not widely used after the mid-1980’s and has not been sold on the market in Canada for more than 10 years. Not all vermiculite insulation produced before 1990 contains asbestos. However, it is prudent, in the absence of evidence to the contrary, to assume that vermiculite insulation material produced before 1990 may contain some asbestos.

I’ve added emphasis on the most relevant sections.

What’s important to keep in mind is that not all Vermiculite contained Asbestos, and the stuff that (famously) did contain it (Zonolite Attic Insulation) has been off the market (in Canada, at least) for more than 10 years.  This CBC site explains the entire issue extremely well and in a lot of depth.

It’s a fascinating story and one worth informing  yourself about, as your neighbours, friends, and even parents *cough Dad cough* may wonder why you’d want to grow your food in toxic sludge.  Personally, I found Mr. Bartholomew (of Square Foot Gardening fame) to be somewhat pat in his dismissal of the controversy surrounding this material.

In any case: for gardening, Vermiculite is wonderful.  It keeps your soil light and fluffy, and it absorbs water (like a sponge) so your plants have lots of access to a good drink on a hot day.

And back to my original point.  When I first heard the word “Vermiculite,” the logophile in me wondered whether it was VERMICulite because it performed one of the functions of earthworms (namely: fluffing up soil) or if it was shaped like worms.  I was rather disappointed to discover that it doesn’t look anything like worms to ME.  However, someone somewhere apparently decided that it did, indeed, look rather worm-like when it is heated.  Hence, the suffix vermi-.  Here is an extreme close-up so you can decide for yourself.  I thought my first instinct was much cooler…

These look like nasty worms, not earthworms.  Ick

These look like nasty worms, not earthworms. Ick

Us and Them: Compost Part 2

May 5th, 2009

Okay, okay, so I promised to devote a post to Vermiculite, and to Peat Moss, and I swear I’m thinking about it.  It’s just that they’re both so…controversial, and I’ve yet to fully decide how, exactly, to address them.

This is a very busy week as our oldest boy is celebrating his birthday this week.

In any case, I’ve been thinking more about compost, and seeing as how this is International Compost Awareness Week it seemed fitting that I devote another post to the topic.

First things first!  If you are a practitioner of Square Foot Gardening, you will be aware that our friend Mel stresses that you must use at least 5 different types of compost.  When you factor this into arriving at the perfect 1/3 of your final mixture, your head may begin to spin at the advanced math involved (no? maybe it’s just me).  Can you see where I’m going with this, though?  That’s right!  The Compost you can procure from your municipal program (let’s hear it for VWRM one more time) arrives already automatically mixed.  Unless, I suppose, you and all your neighbours only eat carrots.   I’m always keen on the easy way out and this seems to be just the thing in my book.

All that aside, though, it does beg the question: why are we paying (even a little) to get our thoroughly rotted food given back to us?  Good question!  Of course - there are several answers which  make a certain amount of sense: volume (we’d need to rot a whole heck of a lot of food to fill 4 garden boxes), impatience (composting takes time), and supporting our local reduce/reuse/recycle initiatives.

Which brings me to the final point in all this.  We need not exclusively purchase our compost.  Heck, I bet you’ve got some stinky leftovers halfway on their way to compost hanging out in your fridge as I type!  This is the “Us” of my title.

Us = all the stuff that’s okay  (or, at least, easy) to compost in your own backyard.  I’m not going to include a total list but things like veggie/fruit peelings, coffee grounds, eggshells are all fine to rot down to your own black gold.  Stuff like meat, dairy, and mixed foods belong in the municipal compost.

Back in early April (hence, the snow in this photo) Mike finally got around to building the backyard composter he’s been hankering after since we’ve lived here (see what I mean about impatience?  Composting DOES take time!).  He made a very simple construction which has several benefits including (but not limited to) the ability to allow your 3 year old to help, and easy access for neighbourhood raccoons who have been known to enjoy an apple core or two.

Will the snow compost, too?

Will the snow compost, too?

The Delightful Final Product (sans snow).

The Delightful Final Product (sans snow).

In our house, I have tried to simplify things by having 2 containers labeled “us” and “them.”

Us and Them Buckets

Us and Them Buckets

Aren’t they lovely, nestled there in the fresh Spring grass?  Of course, we don’t actually store these on the lawn.  Rather, we store them in the freezer for two reasons: 1. it keeps the food from rotting stinkily in my house and 2. it speeds up the cellular breakdown so our backyard composter is getting a little kick in the pants.  By the way: please note the plug for JUST US Coffee!

Us and Them at home

Us and Them at home

In the meantime, though, don’t forget about the free compost giveaway this weekend!  Happy composting.



Mixing it Up

May 3rd, 2009

Although we’re still a little more than a week away from official frost-freedom, we’re in the midst of prepping the beds for their new residents.  I’m sure the seedlings are enthralled by our progress, as they can see the beds from their window.

Yesterday Mike procured Vermiculite and Peat Moss (Sphagnum) to mix with the compost.  I do, indeed, plan future blog posts about the virtues of the two aforementioned additions.  This mixture is based on the so-called “Mel’s Mix,” as described by the founder of Square Foot Gardening (Mel Bartholomew).  It is interesting, really, to compare what something seems like when one is reading about it, and what it is actually like when one sees it in real life. Here, for your viewing pleasure, are the 3 components of Mel’s Mix:

Vermiculite: the "Fluff"

Vermiculite: the "Fluff"

Peat Moss: the "sponge"

Peat Moss: the "sponge"

Compost: the "food," + our assistant

Compost: the "food," + our assistant

Combining this mixture is a lot of hard work!  Compost and Peat Moss are heavy and mixing the 3 parts together takes time.  It’s a long process, and as of last night, Mike had one completed one box.

Mixing it Up

Mixing it Up

If you visit the Square Foot Gardening website, you will note that Mel advocates using not more than 6″ of this mixture in one’s box. To quote: “Forget what the experts have been telling us for years,  use only 6 inches of Mel’s Mix to fill your boxes.  You’ll be amazed at the results.” So why did Mike build our garden boxes 16″ deep and fill them to the brim?  Good question!  It’s certainly not to save money…  Perhaps Mike is going to try to compete with Howard Dill’s pumpkins, but in the tuber category?  Maybe he believes that bigger is always better?  I don’t have an answer to this question…but I would advise you to not follow our example!

I put this question to Mike and he agreed with some of what I said, but he also added three things:

1. He was interested in making the boxes a bit taller so as to make it even easier to lean over them.

2. When he was buying lumber he found that doubling up on the two 8″ Spruce boards would be cheaper than getting one 12″ Pine board (which was, apparently, what was available) so he thought he’d save some cash going that route.  Of course, it didn’t really occur to him (at the time) that what he saved on lumber would be more than made up for by the cost of the additional material.

3. It’s just really difficult, conceptually, to visualize planting in only 6″.  It just seems wrong somehow.  I’m sure it’d be fine, but it’d just feel so darn weird!

So how much does all this “fill” cost, and why aren’t we just using our own soil?

Well, the first part of this question is “it depends.”  In my post on Compost, I mentioned that VWRM is giving away bags of compost next weekend.  However, they DO usually charge a modest fee for the black gold.  The amount we got would cost $35. Bags of Peat Moss (the 3.8 cubic foot size) run between $9.50 and $6.  Mike found the best price was at our local Co-Op Atlantic. Vermiculite is, by far, the heavyweight of the lot, running between $30 and $24 per 4 cubic foot bag.  Mike found the best price at Scotian Gold.

The second question (why not just use our soil) is answered in depth on the SFG website, but to briefly enumerate its virtues: it’s lightweight and never needs tilling, turning, hoeing.  It’s free of weed seeds (at least at first).  It holds water like a sponge and will just allow extra water to seep off, so it’s never waterlogged. It is the perfect mix from “go,” so you never need to add fertilizer or any other extras to build up the nutrients in your existing soil (of course, as you harvest your garden, you fill in the holes with little bits of compost).  And for those who live in areas in which they may have concerns about contaminants or other soil issues - this is an easy way to just mix, fill, and grow without worries.

One Box Done

One Box Done

I’m trying something new today with adding a video.  It seems to me that the best way to really show how this mixture ends up is to insert a short video.  Enjoy.  I’m thinking of embarking on a television career.  Do you think I show promise? And I should mention that I did an ad-lib screw-up here: I should say it’ll hold its volume in water, not its weight.  Right?

Compost: the TRUE black gold.

May 1st, 2009

If you’ve read the “About Us” page (or if you know us in real life) you know that Mike was born and raised in Montreal.  We lived there together for eight years.

In 2006, when we moved to Nova Scotia, we were decidedly overwhelmed by the intricacies of the Nova Scotia waste removal program.  Seriously: garbage every two weeks in clear bags, container recyclables in blue bags, paper recyclables in blue bags.  Bag limit of 8 total, blah blah blah.  That part was reasonably easy to follow.  Nonetheless, the first few weeks when the garbage truck stopped in front of our home, I held my breath as my heart raced: would we pass muster?  Would we be fined?  Would the garbage man shake his head sadly and look askance at our pathetic waste sorting skills?  Would our neighbours point and laugh???  What a joy, each time, when our garbage was deemed satisfactory.  I eventually stopped phoning Mike, at work, to chortle with glee (this may have had something to do with him telling me to stop calling him.  Now.)

We had conquered, it seemed, the complexities of sorting garbage from recyclables.  Compost, on the other hand, presented an entirely different order of challenge. Compostables were anything but easy.  Are pizza boxes okay? (yes) Used kleenexes? (depends where you live) Soiled paper? (yes) Pet poop (from some pets: including our darling Binky)  And so it goes.  It seemed overwhelmingly complicated and terribly tiresome.  If I remember correctly, it was at least a month before we summoned the courage to wheel that enormous green bin to the curb.  There was much rejoicing (albeit sans telephone call) when that, too, was received without comment.

Apologies to VWRM from whom I snagged this pic.

Apologies to VWRM from whom I snagged this pic.

Three years down the road, I cringe in horror when I think back to our wanton disregard for the treasure that our leftover food waste could be. To think that for years we’d been tossing such valuable stuff into our GARBAGE.  The horror!  We never stopped to ponder the wonder that is compost.  Compost is like caviar for plants.  The more sources your compost is composed of, the richer it is.  It has everything EVERYTHING plants need to grow like…well…weeds!  Compost is the bomb.  Compost even has its own (Canadian) website.  Read how these folk rhapsodize about the wonders of fully rotted food!

Feast your eyes the truckload of delightful compost we received today:

Black Gold with Shovel

Black Gold with Shovel

Can you believe this used to be eggs, cheese, salad, pizza,rice, cereal, popcorn, bread, tomatoes, burritos, cake, chilli dogs, souvlaki, Moo Goo Gai Pan, Pot Tarts, yoghurt, potato salad, zucchini, Guinea Pig poop, leaves, lawn clippings, Baklava, steak, paper towel, Tim Horton Doughnuts, Kraft Dinner, carrots, oatmeal, coffee grounds, flour bags, dryer lint, spaghetti…you name it!  If you couldn’t stuff it in your mouth the first go around, it’s giving you a second chance: shove some seeds in and it’ll grow your plants for you!!!  Seriously.  This is some astounding alchemy.

Mike was so thrilled to have received this bounty, he immediately unloaded the entire supply.  He received some invaluable assistance in his endeavor:

Yellow Shovel, Black Gold

Yellow Shovel, Black Gold

Compost beside its new home.

Compost beside its new home.

BY THE WAY: if you are a valleyite (valley-er?  valley-onian?  valley-valet?) you may be interested to know that on Sunday,  May  10th Valley Waste Resource is GIVING THIS STUFF AWAY!! I know, right?  They’re nuts!  You can snag up to 5 bags of this black gold for ZERO DOLLARS.  Who said altruism was dead?

From Tiny Acorns…

April 29th, 2009

Not that we’re planning to grown any oak trees…yet I digress from my opening sentence.

Apparently I’ve been remiss in my blogging duties and my enthralled public is clamoring for more.  I hope this entry will tide some of you over for a couple of days.  When baby doesn’t nap, Mama doesn’t blog.

So sometime back in early February (I think it was) we were visiting with our lovely and knowledgeable friend Edna.  She showed Mike her collection of “salsa garden” seedlings.  Mike nodded and smiled and arrived home champing at the bit to get started on his own array of baby plantlings.

Never one to let the competition get ahead of him, Mike went hog wild, planting beans, tomatoes, peppers, squash, and basil.

Mike has asked me to clarify the previous sentence: it was not in the spirit of competition, he would like you to know, but because Edna KNOWS (this was stressed rather dramatically) what she’s doing when it comes to farming and/or gardening.

A few weeks later, Mike decided to research when, exactly, one should begin planting for the purpose of transplanting.

We’re not altogether sure what we’ll do with the monster bean plants (anyone know a Jack in need of some climbing?) but we’ll manage, I’m sure. Some of the aforementioned seedlings will be fine.  Some will have selflessly devoted themselves to the cause of greater gardening.  For this, we thank them.

Let us out!  Let us out!

Let us out! Let us out!

Following this episode, Mike has decided to plant carefully (studiously, even), with an eye to “continuous harvest.”

What is continuous harvest, you might be asking?  Particularly in a climate not given to a large percentage of frost-free days?  Well, in this case, continuous harvest really could be defined as planting on a schedule so that produce is able to be harvested on an on-going basis throughout the growing season.  It doesn’t make a whole lot of sense, for instance, to plant great heaps of spinach because who other than me (or my sister Joan) could eat pound upon pound of fresh spinach in a couple of weeks?  Continuous harvest allows you to keep yourself in spinach (or whatever you love) for as many weeks as your growing season will allow.  Mike has worked out a weekly schedule detailing when to plant seedlings (so, to use my spinach example: he is planting spinach April 11th, April 25th, May 8th, May 23rd, and June 6th - if I’ve read his chart correctly).

Seeds foreground, Seedlings background.

Seeds foreground, Seedlings background.

I have been asked what we’re planting this year.  Since we’ve joined one (and soon, another) CSA this year (more on that later…) we’ve decided to leave the exotics to other people, and focus, instead on the “staples.”  I don’t know about you, but in this house fresh basil is, decidedly, a staple.  We’re also growing: parsley, chives, oregano, dill, marigolds, lettuce, spinach, bell peppers,  cucumber, carrots, zucchini (which we plan to harvest long before the baseball bat stage, thanks Mom), peas, beans, and squash.  I think that is everything.

Also of interest (in my most humble opinion) is the fancy pots Mike is using.  He procured a pot maker from Lee Valley which allows him to form pots out of newspaper. He can write right on the pot, and then compost it once the seedling has vacated it. Too, too cool.  So cool, I’m including two photos:

Newspaper Pot

Newspaper Pot

This is basil

This is basil

And now we eagerly await May 16th: our nephew’s 7th birthday, the anniversary of the last day of the Warsaw Ghetto Uprising, AND the projected first frost free day in Nova Scotia…and the day in which our seedlings will face the real world.

You Are What You Eat

April 26th, 2009

Today didn’t see a whole lot in terms of garden progress.  There are a lot of other things to be done in a yard in the Spring - including finally anchoring our swingset after living here for 2.5 years.  But who’s counting, right?

One of the “problems” of building a wooden frame, is that it will eventually rot.  Therefore, it is suggested that one protects the wood in the garden boxes.  It is especially important to protect the inside walls of the boxes, as they will be in constant contact with the yummy assortment of vegetable food (and worms, should they grace us with their presence).  Mike was a bit puzzled as to how to protect the wood, as whatever is in the wood can, and will, leach into the “soil” and then into our food.

A couple of weeks back, after much contemplation, Mike arrived at  the perfect solution: shellac!  “After all,” said Mike, “we eat shellac all the time.”

Here’s hoping it gives our veggies a long lasting lustrous sheen.  Mmmmmmm, shellac.

Shellacing the boxes (shellacking?).

You’ll note that while we’re adding to the flora in out backyard, we also strive to at least entertain the fauna.  This little buggy was so focused on Mike’s progress he took no notice of me nearly knocking him off his post whilst photographing him.

Foreman Bug

Foreman Bug

The last endeavor of today is laying the weed block/landscaping fabric (should I be alarmed that I nearly always write landscraping initially?).

Mike simply stapled a single layer of weed block to the base of each box, as the weight of the plant food will keep them firmly in place.  Our sons were quite eager to be helpful.  Or at least present…

Helping Papa

Apparently I took too many photos today.

Weed Block as BludgeonCan you feel the love?

Building the Boxes

April 25th, 2009

And…we’re off.

It does seem counterintuitive, somehow, to rip up happily growing lawn, toss it on a heap and then build a box around the scar on the lawn.  However, unless you are our Guinea Pig, Binky, lawns are not food.  Nonetheless, it does seem odd to me to totally eschew our backyard’s soil in favour of a rather pricey mix of stuff.  But there you have it.

Binky

Binky

Square foot gardening is meant to be the garden one can place anywhere.  I’m pretty sure I could plant a square foot garden on the roof of the car my father started to build back in the early 80s.  You just don’t need the dirt under the box.  In fact, we’re putting down weed block stuff to prevent the stuff that would like to grow in our lawn from poking up through and competing with what we would like to grow.

Mike spent many an hour between yesterday and today cutting, hauling, and assembling these boxes.  I helped rip up the aforementioned lawn bits.  If he hadn’t had to make 3 trips to the hardware store (on account of his poor estimating skills…at least when it comes to screws) we would have been done much earlier.  That, and the fact that the car died in a parking lot and I had to go rescue him.  It’s all good.

Mike: sawing

Tomorrow we’ll install weed block stuff (I’m sure there is a real name for it - landscaping fabric???) and rub our hands together with glee, envisioning the steaming heaps of compost, fluffy piles of peat moss, and dusty mounds of vermiculite.  Munch on that, plants!

ready for fun

ready for fun

The neophytes take flight

April 24th, 2009

Sometime in the early summer of 2008, my husband decided he would like to start a garden.  Being possessed of a newborn (our daughter was born in March of 2008) not to mention two older sons…I declined to participate.  Mike decided to start small, so he dug out a tiny patch (about 4′ by 5′) at the back of our property, nestled up against a row of trees.  He worked in a huge bag of sheep manure compost, planted his rows (of carrots, pumpkin, tomatoes, sunflowers, and who knows what else).  He watered his patch diligently and waited.

Of course, having planted so late in the season, he was rewarded with a few stubby carrots, about 5 tomatoes (from about 10 plants), and a non-fruiting pumpkin vine.  The sunflowers were lovely, though, and much appreciated by our multitude of crows and blue jays.

Mike was rather disappointed.  I was quite disinterested, being up to my eyeballs in cloth diapers, toilet training, baby barf, and transporting our oldest son to his various summer activities.  No one has ever said my life is lacking in glamor.  But I digress.

Thus ended our gardening season of 2008.

Mike readily admitted that his approach to gardening had been haphazard at best.  Never one to walk away from a challenge, this suburban raised computer geek decided to tackle the problem of gardening head on…by educating himself with every spare moment he could arrange during the winter months.

In the course of his research, Mike concluded that we would most likely be successful in 2009’s gardening attempt if we followed the dictates of “Square Foot Gardening” (as invented, espoused, and indeed, propagated by one Mel Bartholomew).

This blog will track our process, as I’ve now become as fully invested in our gardening endeavor as I’ll ever be (take that as you like!).  I will attempt to keep you reasonably up-to-date with the process and progress of building our gardens, tending our seedlings, and “growing” our compost.  I hope you enjoy reading.