Finally a nice sunny day on a weekend that dried out the dirt in the garden well enough to till it AND the time for me to get it done. It was an ambitious job, but in one day I managed to clean up last year’s ugly garden (it was bad), make Chef till it (because he’s a dude and that’s dude work, i.e. I’m lazy), hoe the thing out, and plant the veggies I picked up at the nursery. Only a few tears.
I’ve got all kinds of different tomatoes, a plot of herbs, a plot of lettuces, onions, and eggplants, green and yellow peppers, and if I have time tomorrow night (which I won’t) I’ll plant a few rows of corn from seed. I opted out of planting hot peppers again — the habaneros and jalapenos over-produce here and I can’t keep up with them — with the exception of cherry bombs, which I’ve planted every year since I started gardening. I finally decided to plant cucumbers for the first time since year one, partially because with my gallbladder/ulcer thing I’ve had to give up spicy foods and eat vegetarian, almost vegan, and I could suck up hummus and cukes with a straw for every meal. Ethan also got another watermelon plant, one Crimson Sweet, as his experiment in watermelon-ing last year was highly successful.
I also planted two rose bushes today, only because a coworker brought me roses from her garden last year and I was totally jealous. They’re the Double Knockout variety, hot pink, heavily petaled and pretty, and I can’t wait for them to start blooming.
Last year, a friend who works at a flower nursery gave me a wedding present of 150+ bulbs to plant in the yard, all kinds of unusual tulips, daffodils, and allium, and where the daffodil and tulips are either dead or beyond season, the allium threaten to bloom any day. Everyone remarks on the allium this time of year because they’re so whimsical-looking with the decadently long stalks and perfectly round, pom-pom flower at the tops of said stalks. They’ve started to break out of the pods and threaten to be more odd and beautiful than any other.
I’m also growing love-in-a-puff — a.k.a. balloon vine or frolitos — from seed, thanks to above-mentioned friend’s whimsies. They’re these delicate vines with little seed pods that look like paper lanterns, and inside each lantern are three perfect black seeds with little white hearts on each one. They’re ridiculously cute, and I can’t wait.




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