Around My Edible Garden

October 2014

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness!

John Keats clearly defined the season in the first line of his 1820 poem To Autumn. We’ve had most of the mellow fruits, but now the mists have begun to descend. Definitely autumn.

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Yet, as predicted, the raspberries are still producing even though the leaves on the canes are turning yellow and weather has definitely changed, presaging the winter months to come.

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The Ozark Blue blueberry is near to the end of fruit production.

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This year’s loganberry canes have been tied to trellises to wait for fruit production next year. One cane tip is anchored in a pot of compost, to promote the propagation of a new plant next spring – a process called tip layering. In another month, they, too will begin to lose their leaves.

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The fig is denuded, after having dropped, shrivelled and malformed, all two figs it managed to produce. Who knows if it has adapted to its new pot. Will need to wait for next spring to see how it fares.

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Other shrubs and trees are turning colour, soon to fall…
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For some reason, the wistfulness of the season reminds me of poetry.

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.

(from Emily Brontë, Fall, Leaves, Fall)

Tasks to be done:

  1. Move pots of tender herbs indoors.
  2. Finish harvesting the raspberries and blueberries.
  3. Cut the raspberry canes down to knee height once they have finished producing.
Around My Edible Garden is my monthly diary entry detailing what is happening in my garden this past month, part of the Garden Share Collective (GSC), maintained by Lizzie@strayedtable (click on the “links in collection” icon below to view all participants). A chronological listing of my garden blog posts is listed Diaries in the Menu bar.
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17 comments

  1. I love your garden posts. So beautiful. Fall is kind of magical even though it portends terrible winter. I’m really surprised that your raspberries are still going strong. They’re beautiful.

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  2. The Bronte poem is rather dark in mood. Like others, I am attracted to your bowl of raspberries, the last bit of deliciousness left of the season before you head to the land of big soup. Lovely autumnal post.

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  3. You are getting raspberries still, I would never of thought that possible with the cold coming on. Lucky You. Enjoy the changing colours of the leaves.

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