I have a lot of material to post about because throughout July I’ve been doing a whole lot of things like Great Grandma, but today is dedicated to my garden update.
It seems that the compost I got for free at the yard waste site was very rich indeed because I have been bringing in a lot of produce. The green beans began two weeks ago and are ripe for yet another harvest (I am already blanching and freezing them because there are so many more than we can eat). Today, as I was out taking pictures for you of my very overgrown garden, I found four humongous cucumbers hiding in the jungle-like foliage. Gleeful, I brought them inside to use for the cucumber berry popsicle recipe I found and made my fiance a cocktail using them. They are SO GOOD.
The garden, as I mentioned, is in it’s full state of lushness and it looks amazing and terrifying all at the same time. I think my corner garden has too much in it now and the Snow-on-the-Mountain is starting to propagate outside my rock border. In a year or two, I will need to reconsider my plan for that garden and split up the Russian sage and maybe even the hydrangea (I hope!)
The vegetable garden is utter madness at this point. My onions are flopping over which I think is a good sign. I think I will plant another batch of those, since I have a WHOLE LOT of them and if they succeed, they keep through winter. I also planted sunflower seeds thinking they’d make a nice back border and they are getting huge. I am so thankful that the plants are flourishing and that my early pest control action seems to have worked; I never would have thought I could nurture plants so huge and bountiful.
Raspberries are pretty much over and I’m embarrassed to say that I let the last harvest fall to the ground and attract critters. My morning glories are ridiculous but still refuse to bloom, which is irritating. The clematis is finally beginning to thrive and I’ve been trying to distract it by wrapping it around the posts until I can get around to putting up more net for it to climb. It really is a strange vine; it doesn’t seem to twine the way the morning glories do. The book said it was a twining vine but I remain unconvinced.
The yard is teeming with life. It is nice to feel it so alive, especially after felling the tree. (Aside: there have been several thunderstorms with high winds that have made me very thankful that we didn’t need to worry about the tree AND – I hope this isn’t jinxing it – but I haven’t seen a centipede since it went down.)
Next week I have updates on the fishing trip and my last ditch effort at a flapper dress for my bachelorette party (no pattern used – only 1920’s articles that I found on Pinterest).