Hand Pollination Tutorial -Squash Plants

My deck container garden is going gang-busters this year due to some lessons learned and an earlier start. This year, I started seeds in an indoor green house in April and had strong seedlings in time for early planting.   And along the way, I’ve run out of space on my small deck and have had to improvise a bit and use my grill. It only partially works and was destined for the dump until it became plant real estate. Yes, those spaghetti squash containers are sitting on the open grill. 

Speaking of the squash, I thought I would do a little photo tutorial of how I hand pollinate my squash. I have spaghetti, yellow straight neck, and zucchini. The process is the same for all, but the huge spaghetti squash blossoms make for easy photographs.   Here we go. 

First, you have to know the difference between female and male squash blossoms. The female are the only ones that produce fruit and have a bulge at the base of the flower itself. 


The males don’t. 


Squash blossoms only bloom for one day and females are most receptive in the morning.  With the shortage we are seeing in pollinators (few bees on the deck, even with flowers blooming, and it worries me a great deal) sometimes you have to take pollination into your own hands to make use of the female’s receptivity window. 

Cut or pinch a male blossom off. Notice it even looks different on the inside from the female. 

Male:


Females have a lot more going on in there:


I hold the male flower over the female and tap any loose pollen into the female before I start the more delicate work. Waste not, want not. 


Then, gently peel back the petals to make the stamen more accessible. You will use this part to pollinate. 


Now, all you do is gently touch the male stamen to the corresponding female part in the blossom and rub it around. (Sounds a little kinky, but get over it. It’s just nature. ) 


Then, leave the lady alone to do her thing.  By the end of the day, she will have closed up and whatever will be will be. Does it always work?  Well, that depends largely on outside circumstances like rain, and even wind.  Anything that causes stress on the plant can have an impact on whether or not your pollination efforts will bear fruit. But don’t give up.   I have some rather large proof that it works. 


I hope this tutorial helps your garden flourish. Of course, it would be wonderful if there were enough pollinators to let nature do her own thing but it just isn’t the case all the time. Hand pollination will help ensure you have a plentiful harvest!  

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Much love, 

~MCH

End of a Season – Gardens and Life

Nature is cyclical. All seasons must end for a new one to begin. My grandfather’s passing has had this on my mind this week. Coming out to my deck for some quiet meditation brought me face to face with another example of a season ending. Summer is fading, and with it, my lettuce. I’ve tried to keep watering the plants and they keep fading. I’ve pruned and sill they fade. As some began to flower and go to seed, I realized it was time to let them go. 

It’s hard to let things go that you’ve  worked hard for. Whether it’s in the garden, or in our lives. Relationships that are one sided, jobs with no growth, whatever. We pour ourselves into these things and don’t want to admit when their season has ended. 


Clearly, the season has ended for my particular lettuces.  

I decided to make my meditation an active one and practice letting go of things whose time has come.  I’ve always said there’s something therapeutic in the act of getting your hands into the dirt.   Connecting with the roots of plants brings us closer to our own roots. And, so, I pulled the plants up, tossed them over the railing for the bunnies in the morning, and loosened the soil in the containers. 

While I enjoy the wildness of nature and her ordered chaos of creation, I’m also a sucker for tidiness.   After my lettuce purge, I sat back and admired the result. A collection of  garden containers ready for a fresh start. What will go in them?  Who knows?  So many possibilities. 


What will go in place of the things we finally bring ourselves to let go of?  Who knows?  So many possibilities.  

I’d like to think my grandfather is experiencing the same thing. So many possibilities and so much to experience in a whole new way. Unfettered by ailments and limitations.   The end of a season, but the beginning of a brand new one. 

Much love and light,

MCH 

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