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It Takes a Neighborhood to Raise a Tomato

My interest in the communities that make up the garden is often less about practicalities and more about taking cool pictures of whimsical insects.  However, the interest and respect that guides me as a photographer is the same as the philosophy behind SLUG’s agricultural practice.  When we think about increasing yields from the garden, we look for ways to mitigate insect and microbial pests and increase soil nutrition and moisture capacity by maintaining balance in the ecological community.

Because of our fall-term-oriented production schedule, many of our beds don’t get planted until many weeds are well established – Canadian thistle is our worst enemy in this respect.  For many of our plants, we avoid the endless weeding battle using a technique called lasagna gardening.  After a cursory weed or mowing, we cover the bed in thick newspapers to deter weed shoots.  For tomatoes, we place a 6-8 inch layer of unsifted finished compost and transplant seedlings directly into it, burying most of the stem to foster a large and sturdy root system.  Other plants prefer a mix of sifted compost and soil.  Even though the thick compost makes these beds among the most fertile in the garden, they are the least weedy because of these physical barriers.

After transplanting, we mulch with straw to maintain moisture.  The humus and woodchips in the compost hold water and release it slowly, while the straw shades the soil and limits evaporation.  Our tomatoes are big drinkers!

To deter pests and increase the productivity of each bed, we transplant chives along the edges and basil down the center and edges of most tomato beds.  According to garden folk wisdom, the aromatic compounds in both are repellent to pests – while both are delicious to us, take a bug’s eye view by imagining biting into a chive wider than your bed.  Our honeybees love the chive flowers, and they are one of the only things flowering during the so-called dearth, when there is little food available for bees.

A SLUG honeybee on a chive flower in May.

Our tomatoes are supported by twine wires running the length of each row.  These wires train the plants to grow in easily harvestable rows and also support the weight of many heavy fruits.  Our progressive trellising system makes it apparent how fast these guys grow – we often have to add higher supports two or three times in a week!

Our trellising system – metal stakes with orange twine. Chives are in the foreground and basil is the bright green in between.

A rich crop of pendulant cherry tomatoes. A basil leaf snuck into the photo on the bottom right corner.

Our tomatoes are supported by twine wires running the length of each row.  These wires train the plants to grow in easily harvestable rows and also support the weight of many heavy fruits.  Our progressive trellising system makes it apparent how fast these guys grow – we often have to add higher supports two or three times in a week!

The work doesn’t end with a beautiful mature tomato plant – all those flowers need pollinating.  And not just any pollinating: tomatoes, like many members of the nightshade family, require buzz pollination, in which a bee vibrates its wings while sitting on the flower to shake pollen loose from the stamen to the bee’s pollen baskets.  (Amazingly, bees attract pollen to the hairs on their pollen baskets using static electricity).  Honeybees are excellent pollinators, but they are not adapted to the habits of native American plants like tomatoes; they cannot perform buzz pollination.  Only bumblebees can accomplish this important feat.

However, bumblebee hives emerge much earlier in the season than tomato flowers, and they need other food plants to provide for them and attract them to the garden.  To feed and attract bumblebees, along with our own honeybees and many other wild bees, we have established borage, a self-seeding annual, all over the garden.  It is beautiful, and it brings all the bees to our “yard.”  Our bumblebees are uniformly Bombus impatiens, the Common Eastern Bumblebee.   Hopefully we can welcome other bumble species to the garden in the future by increasing our “insectary plantings.”


Bumblebees bring up another garden friend: mice.  Mice enjoy nesting in underground burrows, hay stacks, and dormant compost piles.  Abandoned nests are preferred nesting sites for bumblebees, whose queen makes a new nest each Spring.  While we may not like what mice do to our seedlings sometimes, but we appreciate the fact that they make nice homes for bumblebees!

Thus, we make tomatoes with the full cooperation and support of the garden community.  While we don’t allow the weeds to fulfill their ecological function (they are well-meaning but often overbearing and occasionally prickly), we do their job for them by adding rich compost to the soil, preventing erosion with mulches, and mixing plants with diverse flower types, rooting depths, and ecological functions.  We keep pests away to achieve our goals, but we understand both that we must share our place in the garden and that using blunt synthetic poisons would destabilize the predator-parasite-prey systems we rely on to mitigate pests.



What’s in a Name

The SLUG Orchard is different from a normal garden or orchard. It grows more wildly than the regular annual plantings of a garden or farm and there are certainly no chemical sprays applied to this orchard. Each tree has its own perennial independence; a kind of majesty. Several of the trees have earned names for themselves since I began as orchard manager this spring. Their names come from various observations I have made about each of the trees. I’ve drawn a rough sketch of the orchard below. The trees with labels are ones I have given names thus far; the others have yet to earn their names. For the pears I have yet to begin thinking about names.

Myle’s map of the orchard.

Beginning with the northernmost row; Scrappy, is a tough little Freedom apple tree who fought through a difficult first year of growing. When he was first planted (almost three years ago now) he was blown over in a strong windstorm and a large portion of his upper branches were girdled before we could put him back upright. He is still going strong though despite everything that’s happened to him. Next is Ona, she is a strong, healthy, tall and beautiful Enterprise tree in the center of the northernmost row. Ona comes from Latin meaning grace and she personifies grace quite well for a tree. Her designation before being named was zero-n or 0N (center of the northernmost row) so Ona is also a reference to her location in the Orchard. Third and last in this row is Birdy. Birdy is also an Enterprise apple tree. One day in early spring I was working in the orchard when I notice there was a yellow and tan bird (some kind of songbird I think) trapped beneath the lower branches of Birdy and the chicken wire surrounding his base. I rolled down the chicken wire on one corner and the corralled the bird out through the opening. It really was a beautiful little bird.

The next row down holds “Top-Notch” and “Omnom” both of which are Freedom Apple trees. Top-Notch is one of only two fruiting apple trees in the whole orchard this season (the late frost this year did some serious damage on apple production across the northern Midwest) and his single apple hangs very high, near the top of the tree. So the name really has a double meaning: the first obviously the location of the apple and the second because it pulled through and survived the frost in such good health. Now, onto Omnom. Omnom is a popular onomatopoeia for eating or chewing which fits because one day while working in the orchard I had noticed a spider eating an insect in a web on the lower branches of Omnom. At first I wasn’t sure what to name the tree, but Omnom’s designation before being named was zero-m or 0M (center middle row) and whenever I wrote in the journal about 0M I would always think about how it reminded me of the onomatopoeia om-nom-nom-nam. Then it all clicked and fit together.

Lastly the southernmost row holds the last two named trees “Stumpy” and “Go-Getter”. Stumpy is a Haralred apple tree that stands among the shortest in the orchard at about 6’1” he also had one of his branches broken off (how I do not know, but I suspect an errant ball or someone stumbled into the orchard on accident) so he has a single branch on one side and none on the other, making him look a bit lopsided. Last, but not least, “Go-Getter” is the second fruiting tree in the orchard and is a Liberty apple tree. Go-Getter was the first tree I noticed that had an apple growing and he’s been a healthy tree keeping up his strength throughout the drought. I chose “Go-Getter” because it best fit the surprise I first had at seeing the apple there among the leaves. I really just wanted to congratulate him on his achievement. (i.e. Go get’er champ!)

Well that’s all the names I’ve come up with so far, and I’ll name the rest only when they’ve earned it. For the pears it’s a little different, there are so few I call one just by its breed name. But I’m confident as the year goes on these little trees will assert their independence just a little bit more to earn a name.


Facing the bees

There is endless mysticism surrounding beekeeping. I’ve heard stories of bees being able to recognize specific faces; that they understand and mourn the death of good beekeepers; that you have to introduce yourself when working with a hive for the first time. I’m not sure if any of this is actually true, but the underlying message of these stories emphasizes the importance of building respect and trust between the keeper and the hive. It’s a radical idea to be in tune with the mood of the hive. You begin to work slowly and intentionally so as not to squish an undue number of bees, and this results in a hive that is happier, a calmer beekeeper, and there is less stress all around.

Attempting to work this way with our hives on campus, I have been slowly trying to wean myself from wearing protective suits, veils, and gloves. Last year, when I first started to work with the hives, I would march into the apiary, fully decked out, and felt invincible. Wearing a full-body suit, you don’t have to respond to the mood of the hive; bees zooming toward your face glance off the mesh of your veil, and squishing bees seems like a secondary thing no problem.

It was certainly useful to start beekeeping this way, because I was able to grow more comfortable with the bees and still be protected. Eventually, I started watching the bees for a longer amount of time after finishing my designated task, and it was fascinating. Cells filled with jewel-colored pollen, honey, eggs, and brood were all tended to with perfect care. Bees would line up along the edges of frames and peer up at me, surveying the scene. I began to be frustrated by my clumsy gloved fingers, and started working more and more without them.

I still have a lot of growing to do before I really feel comfortable with the hives. Yesterday, when I again marched into the apiary, cracked open a hive, and was stung immediately, I retreated to the garden to get a suit and gloves and then started again. This time, however, I moved more slowly, with greater care, and by then the suit was totally unnecessary.

While the bees may not be able to recognize my face, I’m sure of their ability to recognize and respond to my moods. Trying to work with the hives this way is meditative, and it’s good practice in being intentional and self-aware. I’ve been thinking recently about how this same tactic can be applied to our human relationships, where recognizing the power of our emotions affects our interactions with others, and consequently, others’ interactions with us.

Many powerful lessons can be gleaned from working with and interacting with bees.  For me, the most important realization has been in thinking about fostering respectful relationships, with the bees and with others. I’m excited to continue to work with our hives and grow in knowledge and respect for the work that they do.


Better late than never

It is hard to believe we are already half way through the summer down in the garden.  We are continuing to prep and plant beds for the first time this season.  Each day we work not only to maintain the beds we have established, but continue to draw back the blanket of weeds and seed something new.

One of the most surprising things I have learned about the SLUG garden planning is process is our ability to plant so late.  Growing up I had always assumed things were planted in the spring, greened and grew in the summer, and were harvested in the summer. To make our produce more available to the Lawrence community we push our crop’s harvest as late as possible.  We have the opportunity to plant more and plant earlier, but let’s face it, even the nine of us can only handle so much kale, beans, toms, and basil at one time.


Reflecting on this revelation in our garden planning process, it seems just another example of how the best time to start things — is now.  It’s never too late to get going.

As a transfer student this year, one of my worries coming into Lawrence University was that I would join the vibrant atmosphere of college too late.  Sure, my first year was swell at my previous school.  Trying to find a place in this new scene could be difficult, especially when friendships and social groups have already been established. I decided to dive in to my first year here in Appleton — and the experiences and friendships I have made are refreshing and energizing to say the least.

There’s no better time than now.  Perhaps, something has been put off until now because the right time to start is now. When you feel that itch to begin or you sense the momentum pushing you to move, the time to seed and lay roots, the time to begin, is now.