CUCURBITACEAE, The Squash family
Gourd blossoms open this evening as the light softens and the air begins to cool. Last night when I arrived I explored the changes that have taken place since I first saw my mom’s farm in April. The vegetable garden, only a few months ago a weedy barn yard, looks a triumph. Despite this short amount of time in a harsh new climate, (Zone 3: the tomatoes starts, seedlings, everything was killed by a frost in June and she had to begin again), on red clay, (plus years of well-rotted manures) there are beans, greens, cherry tomatoes, lots of zucchinis, pumpkins, gourds and squash everywhere, a few eggplants and peppers, herbs and some flowers.
Being here, I can start to understand more about why people do the things they do with land, depending on how much of it they have and what they need it for. What their relationship with it is. From the country roads, I see acres of mown lawn that looks like so much wasted space to me. It’s not what I would do. But at least I can understand how people feel that it really serves to provide some measure of separation, at least perceived, from bears, weasels, bucks, and other creatures that prowl its perimeter, and from wildness in general, from the march of time that is the forest. Have you read Michael Pollan’s Second Nature?