The view from my kitchen window |
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I’m drinking tea in my kitchen, watching the snow fall in my garden and pondering some of this week’s goings on.
I’m drinking tea in my kitchen, watching the snow fall in my garden and pondering some of this week’s goings on.
Tony and I were lucky enough to be invited to a fancy
boardroom type meeting that took us back to our IT days for an hour or so. One
of the subjects that came up concerned the environmental credentials of cidermakers.
I felt as though there wasn’t enough time in the meeting to address the issue
fully, so I thought I’d have a quick stab at it here in the old bloggaroo. Before
I start, I’d just like to say that the following details apply only to the way
in which we work at the The Little Orchard Company and that I totally can’t
speak for other orcharders/cidermakers.
The orchard in autumn 2012 |
We haven’t had to spray the orchard very much so far,
although this might have to change if we have many more wet summers! The fungal
diseases that love our trees are discouraged with sodium bicarbonate, very occasionally
with topically applied copper sulphate, and with good fallen leaf management.
We think that our orchard insect life is equilibrating too; for example, there were a couple of years when I stubbornly refused to spray insects (insects are bird food and I love birds – OK, OK, I’m a namby pamby IT townie that hasn’t quite gotten to grips with the harsh cruelty of country life – I’m sticking my tongue out at all of you as I write) and, therefore, had to walk around 500 baby trees squishing aphids… lovely! Then, the ladybirds found us. Hoorah for lady birds. We now have loads of them and very few aphid problems.
The key here is that because our orchard produces apples for cider and juice, we don’t worry at all about fruit size, colour or imperfections and we don’t, therefore, need to dowse the trees every few days with pesticides.
We think that our orchard insect life is equilibrating too; for example, there were a couple of years when I stubbornly refused to spray insects (insects are bird food and I love birds – OK, OK, I’m a namby pamby IT townie that hasn’t quite gotten to grips with the harsh cruelty of country life – I’m sticking my tongue out at all of you as I write) and, therefore, had to walk around 500 baby trees squishing aphids… lovely! Then, the ladybirds found us. Hoorah for lady birds. We now have loads of them and very few aphid problems.
Loads of lovely ladybirds |
The key here is that because our orchard produces apples for cider and juice, we don’t worry at all about fruit size, colour or imperfections and we don’t, therefore, need to dowse the trees every few days with pesticides.
Apples that think they're lemons |
Apples that are a funny shape |
And apples with a dual core! ;-) a little joke there for the IT people |
Me with Bertha and her piglets |
All of which gave me a warm glow of possibly-a-tad-arrogant self-satisfaction…
until I just looked out of my kitchen window again and noticed that I have
melt-water rather than snow for a good metre or so around the house. Obviously
I need to wind my neck in a little, turn the heating down and apply some of my
environmental work ethics to the way in which I run my household! The dish washer and the washing machine also seem to be running. Ho hum… there’s
always something more that you can do to reduce your carbon footprint!