"Gardening makes my heart bloom" -- mum

"The hardest thing of all is to find a black cat in a dark room, especially if there is no cat." -- Confucius

Tuesday, 21 June 2011

Summer Solstice


It's the summer solstice in the Northern Hemisphere today and therefore the longest day of the year.  Oh, it's also the first day of summer!  Why did I think that summer begins on 1st June?  And why isn't the longest day the hottest day as well?  Here's a really good explanation from the National Geographic website:

Earth's oceans and atmosphere act like heat sinks, absorbing and reradiating the sun's rays over time. So even though the planet is absorbing lots of sunlight on the summer solstice, it takes several weeks to release it. As a result, the hottest days of summer usually occur in July or August.

"If you think about turning up an oven—it takes it a long time to heat up," explained Robert Howell, an astronomer at the University of Wyoming. "And after you turn it off, it takes a while for it to cool down. It's the same with the Earth."

Bring on the heat!  And more strawberries..........


AND PLENTY OF DAYS OUT IN THE SUN FOR MY GARDEN "HELPERS"!

Monday, 28 March 2011

Taiping, Malaysia

Mountain range stretching from southern Thailand through peninsular Malaysia
After what seemed like a never-ever-ending winter and with the garden frozen solid, it was time to defrost in the steamy tropics of my childhood.  It took 24 hours to reach my mum's kitchen, just in time for our all important Chinese New Year's eve family dinner.  By midnight the sky was ablaze with flying rockets and fireworks - welcome Year of the Rabbit - may we all prosper and eat well!
Offerings to the gods
 
Taiping, my hometown in northern Malaysia, is a heritage town with a turbulent past.   In the 19th century, the richest alluvial tin found on the Malayan peninsula (indeed the world) were from an area in and around Taiping, in the state of Perak.  Chinese immigrants arrived in their thousands to make their fortunes and the descendents of many of these enterprising men and women still live here today.

Chinese miners hard at work in 19th century Klian Pauh (Taiping today)
A series of Chinese clan wars (Larut War) were fought to wrest control of these mines, aided by warring Malay chiefs who were embroiled in their own power struggles.   These led to the Pangkor Treaty  of 1874: acceptance of a British Residency in exchange for law and order, succession to the Perak sultanate was resolved, the leaders of both warring Chinese clans were  made Kapitan China and each clan allocated mining areas.  The tin mining area of Klian Pauh was renamed 'Taiping' (meaning 'everlasting peace' in Chinese).  A year later, the assassination of the pompous first British Resident of Perak led to a loss of state independence and to absolute British control. 
19th century Taiping
Isabella Bird, British adventurer and the first woman to be inducted into the Royal Geographical Society, arrived in Taiping as a guest of the British Resident in February 1879.  In her book The Golden Chersonese and the Way Thither, she wrote:
"Taipeng is a thriving, increasing place, of over six thousand inhabitants, solely Chinese, with the exception of a small Kling population, which keeps small shops, lends money, drives gharries and bullock-carts, and washes clothes."
[Note: 'Klings' in this instance refers to the immigrants from the Coromandel coast]

Taiping 2011 - main road leading to the town centre, lakes, waterfall and Maxwell Hill
In 1880, a large part of the town burnt to the ground and was rebuilt by the British from local funds.  Taiping became one of the first planned towns in the country, with two main roads and a grid of many cross streets which have remained largely unchanged.

Building contractor, mine operator and philanthropist, Ng Boo Bee, was contracted to rebuild the town. Thankfully, a large number of these shophouses have survived despite some lack of thought to preserve the town's architectural heritage.  (Please, town planners, no more ugly multi-storey concrete blocks!)
British red phone box outside the clocktower,
both a reminder of Taiping's colonial past
Taiping became the British administrative centre as well as state capital until 1937. Then came the second World War...the town endured Japanese bombing and terrible atrocities were committed.  The Japanese made Taiping its military administrative centre for Perak and Sumatra.  Schools were turned into army barracks and torture chambers, and beheadings were a daily event in the town centre.

The British had left a legacy of wonderful colonial-style architecture, schools, hospitals, law courts, transport systems and even a fondness for the Queen.  In stark contrast, the locals were quick to expel the memory of Japanese occupation by destroying any reminder of that dark period in the town's history.  A war cemetery was created to honour those fallen heroes from the Commonwealth countries, a large number of whom were unnamed soldiers.

Some of the 19th century shophouses still standing today
Today, Taiping has transitioned from its important past to its 21st century place as a tourist destination.  With a population of about 200,000 the town is tranquil and idyllic, finally living up to its name of 'everlasting peace'.  It enjoys heritage status and is blessed with clean fresh air, a wonderful mountain backdrop (complete with waterfall),  abundant flora and fauna, a unique lake gardens and a largely untouched hill resort.  The town has an olde worlde ex-colonial charm and also boasts the first zoo and museum in the country.
Here's the other main road in town, it also leads to the lakes and hills
A local pastime is to gather at one corner of the wet market to bet on the rain.  Why?  Well, the town does 'enjoy' the highest rainfall in peninsular Malaysia, averaging 4000mm (13 ft) per annum, twice the country's average.  When it rains, life comes to a complete standstill - televisions are switched off and landline phone conversations cut short to avoid power surges or electrocution.
Storm clouds brewing in the early afternoon
Taiping thunderstorms must be experienced to be believed.......rain roaring off rooftops to the accompaniment of cracking thunder and blinding daggers of light.  Best advice: forget the umbrella for it will not keep you dry!  Seek shelter in a kopi tiam (coffee shop), sit back with a kopi-O (Malaysian roasted coffee) or a teh tarik (pulled tea) and enjoy the show.
Taiping Lake Gardens 2011
My favourite part of the town is the Lake Gardens, the first public park to be established by the British in Malaya in 1880.  This was created on 64 hectares of disused tin mining land gifted to the public by the last Kapitan China of Perak and Malaya, Chung Thye Phin.
Maxwell Hill (1250m), top left
There are ten lakes and ponds nestled between the town and the base of Maxwell Hill, the oldest mainland hill resort built by the British in 1884.  Access was by hiking, pony or sedan chair until WWII when POWs were forced to build a road for vehicles.  This is still the only road and Land Rover jeeps provide a thrilling half hour ride on steep hairpin bends through virgin rainforest.

Virtually untouched by developers, the hill and its surrounding areas have enjoyed a largely unspoilt ecosystem....until recently.  A RM65 million (approx GBP13.4 million) cable car project is now underway to promote tourism.  It will deliver 1,000 visitors per hour to the resort with the government promising "minimal adverse environmental impact".  
Tranquillity in the morning light
In 1933, George L. Peet wrote in A Journal in the Federal Capital:

I know of no more lovely sight in this country than the Taiping gardens when the rays of the early morning sun are shining obliquely through their clumps of bamboo, palms and isolated trees scattered on islands among the expanse of water. One receives in that glorious half hour an experience of light in foliage that is quite unobtainable in England.”

A sight to lift the spirits
Majestic century old rain trees (monkeypod)
Spectacular rain trees provide an incredible canopy of shade alongside a series of lakes.  These magnificent trees were planted in 1884 and have survived remarkably well.  Laden with giant birds nest ferns, fish ferns and orchids, their branches stretch majestically over the road to dip right into the mirror-like lake. 
Branches arching gracefully across the road and into the water
A serene spot to catch up on the news
On any given morning, before the sun rises over the hilltops, half the town (so it would seem) is out walking, running or participating in group exercises.  There's always a motley crowd doing aerobics by the lotus pond whilst, a bit further on, a smaller group gets together to 'catch mosquitoes' (tai chi) on an old roller-skating rink.

Locals taking their morning constitutional
Around a bend, the stillness of the morning is broken by the sound of Chinese strings floating across a lake. There, a group of martial arts enthusiasts can be seen wielding swords (sometimes red fans) in jaw-dropping beautifully synchronised movements.
Taiping Zoo lies behind this lush greenery
In the heart of all this tranquility lies the zoo and for me, there's nothing more delightful than listening to the excited monkey 'choir' rising to a fevered pitch during morning feeding time.  Macaque monkeys, gibbons and baboons wander freely through the gardens.  Occasionally, a Malayan water monitor lizard (among the largest in the world - adults over 2m and up to 25kg), can be seen swimming in the lakes or ambling on the grounds.
Epiphytes thriving on a rain tree
Ferns and orchids sharing this tree
Clingy Ficus Benjamina
This town has kept to a gentler pace of life and is a gem of an inheritance to those currently living there as well as those who have spread their wings a bit further afield.  Much can be done to preserve its heritage for future generations. 

Further reading:
(i)  A snapshot of Taiping's history on Journey Malaysia's  website:  http://www.journeymalaysia.com/MC_taiping.htm;
(ii) The Golden Chersonese and the Way Thither, a 19th century travel journal by Isabella Bird, an English explorer, writer and historian (references about Taiping are in chapters A Chapter on Perak up to Letter XIX):  http://digital.library.upenn.edu/women/bird/chersonese/chersonese.html;
(iii) An article in The Star newspaper about Taiping's architectural heritage:  http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2011/3/27/lifefocus/8265513&sec=lifefocus

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Saturday, 27 November 2010

Artichoke - not guilty Your Honour

Would you sue a restaurant because you've ingested a whole artichoke?  I came across this story whilst reading a Roll On Friday newsletter yesterday.  Lets hope common sense will prevail.

Frost covered Violetta di Chioggia
Artichokes were alien vegetables to me when I first set eyes on them in Australia.  I had no clue on how to cook or eat one.  My first tasting was of the canned and vinegared version which put me off for the next 10 years.  Then, three years ago, I was introduced to the real thing: bought fresh from a Greek greengrocers in North London, trimmed and served raw with a bit of olive oil - heaven!  Even the stems tasted delicious.
 
Winter garden installation -
what will the neighbours think?
I tried growing artichokes in the spring of 2009.  It was a dismal failure.  All four plants melted into a clump of mush within days of arriving from a mail order nursery.  Perhaps clay soil is not conducive to the health of these sun-loving mediterranean plants? 

This summer, I spotted some magnificent specimens growing in a friend's garden and was chuffed to bits when, a week later, he gifted me with two Violetta di Chioggia.  Yep, he also gave me that aubergine plant.

I planted these on both sides of the garden to maximise the chances of at least one surviving.  They became total aphid and ant magnets all through summer and autumn, resulting in stunted growth.  Then quite suddenly it seemed, when I wasn't looking, they took off, sprouting large healthy leaves.

Sitting snug under it's very own garden chair

Two nights ago, I got a bit worried about frost killing off my 'experimental' artichokes, so I did a bit of research and found some great posts in Toad's Garden's interesting blog.  The next morning the entire garden was covered in a sheet of white frost.

Not being able to lay my hands on any clear glass or plastic covering at short notice, I sat plastic chairs over the plants. Hopefully this will protect the heart of the plant from icing over. Will they survive the winter?  We shall see.

Maybe I'll grow some from seed next year.....


Tuesday, 23 November 2010

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness

Squash Uchiki Kuri

Early autumn - Munchkins
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.


From John Keats' poem, To Autumn, 1820

Squash Rolet, ready for harvest

 Miniature pumpkin Munchkin
This is a year of many firsts in the garden.  Some of these were pumpkins, squashes and ball-shaped courgettes.
  
Squash Patty-pan
I had developed an inexplicable fascination with cucurbita fruit and although space was at a premium, I managed to tuck a couple of small sized species amongst the beans and sweetcorn.
 
Young Uchiki Kuri in
a bright lemon shade
Germinated under makeshift cloches outdoors, the seedlings burst forth without fuss and were soon scrambling up teepees, weaving through the broccoli greens and finally spilling onto the footpath to soak up the sun.

My favourite is the red Uchiki Kuri squash. The robust seedling I had raised from seed was attacked by slugs to a stump but miraculously survived. It sat in a state of shock for a week or so, then started producing secondary vines. 

There's nothing more exciting than spotting a tiny baby squash (or pumpkin) after weeks of expectant watchfulness.
Two weeks later, it turned to a lovely orange hue
These furry babies appeared in quick succession, one, two, three, along the vine, all looking very perky and pleased with themselves.

Two fell off eventually, leaving one which turned from a lovely yellow to a rich vermilion hue.  It sat in the garden for weeks on end brightening up one end of the footpath and now sits in a platter of cucurbits in the living room - I don't think I could bear to eat it!
 
 
Courgette Tondo Chiaro di Nizza (left)
- very sweet and juicy

  
Thankfully I didn't feel the same about the others so they were stuffed with rice, meat, herbs and then baked. 
Stuffed and ready for the oven

Friday, 19 November 2010

Friends of the garden

The garden was abuzz with all sorts of wonderful insects this year.  After such a harsh winter, I wanted to 'grow' lots of pollen and nectar primarily for the bees (as well as seeds for the birds).  The garden already had an established California lilac, a honeysuckle and an overhanging buddleia from next door.  To these I added chives, thyme, calendulas, borage, nasturtiums, lavender and sunflowers, planted alongside vegetables and fruiting plants.  'Weeds' such as celandines, daisies and dandelions were allowed to grow and multiply with reckless abandon to provide food for our garden heroes.
I had never encountered bumblebees until I came to this country.  They were mesmerising and demanded instant attention with their noisy arrival to claim the garden's airspace.  Showy, dizzy, clumsy, cute little furry blimps....how do they manage to stay airborne?  How?  Everytime I had seen one, I half expected him/her to crash drunkenly into the shrubbery....then I found this great series of short video clips produced by the BBC, check out Impossible Flight.  If you have time, watch musicians play Flight of the Bumblebee on this YouTube clip (7 pianos)...and this (trumpet)...and this (percussion) and finally this (iPad)!
White-tailed bumblebee
Red-tailed Queen bumblebee

Ladybirds are my favourite beetles.  They are considered by some as a harbinger of love, good luck and good fortune.  I am just so glad that they have taken up residence in the garden.  They were the first insects to come out of hibernation this year, tumbling out of the patio umbrella to stretch their little legs and wings.  That umbrella is never going to be moved into the shed again!
A wonderful surprise from within the patio umbrella 
Ladybird larvae: a most welcome sight anywhere.....though I must admit to wanting to swat this ferocious looking creature the first time I laid eyes on it.  Luckily, I left it alone, made some identification and was then able to welcome hordes more which were hatching all over the aphid infested honeysuckle.
Ladybird larvae


Hoverflies were everywhere from mid-spring to mid-autumn, busily feasting on the nectar and pollen of plants such as calendulas and borage grown to attract them.  Still, I had trouble telling the difference between hoverflies and wasps.  A quick research on the internet gave me my answer: hoverflies HOVER over the same spot (hence the name - duh!), wasps don't.
Hoverfly feasting on a calendula

Borage heaven



I'm not a great fan of spiders but I know they are an essential part of the eco-system.  As a child, I used to be frozen to the spot in terror at the sight of one.  Later on, living in Australia, the land of the deadliest spiders and snakes, I did my utmost to avoid spiders.  My last encounter was with the Redback Spider in Perth.  I rented a lovely old house surrounded by trees and bushes but soon enough Redbacks were dropping from the ceiling, everywhere!  Read this Metro article about Redbacks arriving in the UK. 
Can anyone identify this spider?
I am so glad that British spiders are harmless. Today, they weave their webs all over the garden with my blessing. I am now brave enough to relocate spiders out of the house without breaking into a cold sweat!

Fab location to catch insects - this web was spun
between raspberry canes.
Common Garden Spider