My current job has me living away from home during the week. On Friday, I plug in my iPhone, hit my Pandora app, and drive two hours through rush hour traffic to start the weekend. I now have a place closer to work, so our time has gone into getting it fixed up.
Sunflower seedlings are now taller than I am.
The bees have made themselves at home here.
I wonder what the sunflower seeds will taste like.
We have a persistent problem with flies because it is so dry. They go wherever there is any source of water.
The potatoes are particularly determined, sprouting where Bryon planted lettuce.
From here, it doesn’t look quite so unruly, does it?
- The cabbages, planted from seeds, have grown into small bushes.
The wily fennel is starting to bloom. (I never knew that fennel did this.)
Asian pears. I think these need another month or so.
The carrots have been doing well in the garden this summer. Bryon has already been harvesting and preserving batches of them.
The artichokes, unfortunately, haven’t fared as well. These will need to be trimmed so new ones can grow (we hope).
- The grapes, as always, provide plenty of temptation and support for birds and bees. We have quail nesting near the grape vines. I’m surprised they only recently figured out what the finches have known for years.
Bryon with one of the cabbages that went into coleslaw. These are sweeter than the ones that come from the store.
The blackberries are ripening on the vine, and some of them are already delicious. The quail nesting in the bush know this, too.
- Red onions. When they grow up they will grace salads, soups, risotto. If any tears are shed while they are chopped, they will be tears of anticipation. A delicious meal will be coming.
Fingerling potatoes, growing in ginger-shaped nodules. Not sure why, though.
Scarlet runner beans. Mature beans are on the left; early sprouts are on the right.
- A cherry! I had never seen cherries on our tree before because the birds had always eaten them first. This one was delicious.
The nectarines from this tree are always a treat. The birds know this too. All too well.