It's the end of April and the soil temperature is still just 50 degrees |
Never have so many wanted or needed something so
much. And never has the weather been so
uncooperative.
The Medfield Community Garden formally opened on April
1 and, by April 3 more than half of the 70 gardens had fences. By April 10, many gardens showed stakes and
strings inside; strong evidence seeds for ‘cool weather’ vegetables had been
planted.
Then, the heavens opened up and the temperature
plunged. On April 23, it snowed. Yesterday, it rained. All day.
The radar map showed a blob of dark green over eastern New England that
slowly rotated counter-clockwise, sucking in an unending supply of moisture
from the Atlantic. The high yesterday
was 46 degrees, which was also the low, and which was also the ocean temperature.
Wood chips make paths passable and keep down weeds. |
Two weeks ago, we ran out of wood chips to create paths around the
garden. Medfield’s Department of Public
Works has more chips than it knows what to do with because of all the trees
that have come down in the parade of nor’easters that buffeted the region
with winds north of 60 miles per hour. For days, my contact at the DPW apologized that the town
couldn’t deliver those chips because they feared making ruts in the sod around
the garden. Then over the weekend (and amid
a driving rain) a load of chips appeared. And, yes, with the load came heavy-equipment tire
impressions that will be with us for weeks to come.
Unending rain and cool temps well into May |
It isn’t just the rain that is unseasonable. After a winter with well-above-average temperatures,
southern New England now finds itself on the wrong side of the jet stream. Nighttime temperatures have routinely dropped
close to – or even below – freezing. The
soil temperature was a chilly 50 degrees on Sunday, and the 15-day forecast
shows just five days when the daytime highs get to 60 degrees or better, and 11
days when overnight temperatures will be in the upper 30s or lower 40s. This does not bode well for home-grown lettuce
or spinach.
I do not complain for myself. Betty has been growing vegetables in New
England since 1974 (when I first helped turn over the soil behind her apartment
in Lenox). We planted our first garden
in Medfield in 1980. We know some
seasons are doomed to mediocrity (or outright failure) by flukes of nature, while
other years yield bonanza supplies from any seed you drop on the ground.
This year, though, is different. We have 77 families in our little acre. Of those families, 16 are new and the number
one reason they signed up was COVID-19.
The garden ensures food. The
garden provides the perfect reason to be outdoors when state and local health
organizations are repeating a mantra of ‘shelter in place’. The garden provides an opportunity to
socialize at a safe distance.
New England will stay cool, but I want gardens to grow lush with vegetables |
I want those new gardeners to have a great
season. I want them to have terrific yields
of adventurous crops. To that end, I’ve
supplied fencing and stakes to gardeners who found there was none to be had at
stores. Betty is making certain everyone
knows what is safe to plant and what is not (there is a special section of hell
reserved for the decision-making folks at Home Depot who put out annuals and
vegetables sets that are a full month or more ahead of the season).
In other words, while I care about the success of the
garden in any year (to volunteer to manage one for a decade with any other motivation
would be weird in the extreme), this quarantine spring of 2020 carries a special
onus. I feel I’m helping people get
through this, and I’m certain Betty’s sentiments echo my own.
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