I had good intentions. I truly was going to write about my garden this season, but somehow I just didn’t. I wrote at least one great blog, couldn’t get any of the photos to load, and gave up for a while (turned out to be quite a while).
Here I will try again and give you a few glimpses of my spring and summer garden.
I planted all colors of beans–Wax (yellow), Burgundy (purple), Provider and Roma climbers (green)–in the old chicken yard and mulched them with oat straw. Sam enjoyed walking around in the jungle (free of his leash) and eating the catnip I allowed to grow in a few places (he likes his weed fresh).
We ate a lot of beans fresh, and I froze and blanched quite a few pints that we are now enjoying steamed plain and as Hungarian beans (steamed potatoes, beans, onions, and rehydrated sun dried tomatoes, dressed with a little olive oil, black pepper, smoked paprika, and butter buds–try it!)
My English pen pal, Sylvia, sent me some petunia seeds, and I started that seed (tiny motes) under my grow lights. Here they are in their first flush of glory! I thought of you, Sylvia, every time I entered or left my home.
Here is the spring garden–all neat and orderly. You can see some of my seed coming up. The front garden has come almost full-circle now–or will by the end of the weekend! I still have some things that I am harvesting: Blue Russian kale, turnips, celery, and some herbs. The kale, celery, and turnips are sweetening by frost, so I don’t have to hurry to pick them. Some of the greens that are reseeding like mache can freeze and thaw, so again, no hurry or worry.
How did my straw bale gardening work out? Well, some of the tomatoes in this big pan of vegetables destined to become oven-roasted tomato sauce where from the straw bales, but most of them are from other parts of the garden. I won’t be straw bale gardening again, but I will use the crumbling bales to plant next year’s potato crop!
It was good year for gardening. We had a nice rainy late spring and a dry midsummer. As always, some plants prospered and some didn’t. I transplanted a lot of strawberries, so I am looking forward to the 2018 growing season. Begonia