Hello, everyone, and welcome to your summertime farm update starring Nora, lots of green stuff, an abused minivan, and a front porch.
As I write this, I'm listening to Roy Acuff, so feel free to rock a little of that while you visit us here on the farm.
Right now, Nora and I are spending quite a bit of time at the pool, but we're also doing some interpretive dancing in the kitchen with homemade stuffed animals. This is Nora's new owl "Chew Chew."
Ila's roses are a magenta exclamation point that says something like: "Live Here! You'll love it! Come on in! We've got sun tea!" My aunt Dottie once told me when I was little that angels smell like roses. This is what I'm thinking whenever I am near a rose, and I close my eyes so my nose can see better.
The garlic has started to form scapes. They will lift their heads slowly, uncurling with the grace of a hesitant swan. Also, did you know you can eat these? Cut them early before they get tough. They have a milder garlic flavor. I've even seen recipes for garlic scape chutney. Yummy. (Sidenote: Once your garlic bursts open in purple flowers, cut them off so the plant's "energy" can focus on the bulb growing in the ground.)
Yellow. I put in a few of these perennials dug up and shared by Grandma B down the road. This year, they filled in so beautifully. I'm definitely going to be stealing some of these plants to fill in a few bald spots around the flower bed. Neighbors, let me know if you'd like some, too.
And here it is, folks--the reason I need one of those pick-up trucks I was dreaming about last night. (Contents: 2 hay bales, paper recycling, survival kit including shiny thermal blanket and a whistle just in case I need to look at something shiny and call a foul, car seat, Bob Dylan and Neil Young cassette tapes for a cassette player that no longer works)
The garden is revealing the secret message I wrote in seeds a few weeks ago. Today I put in a soaker hose wound around the tomatoes, peppers, squash plants and cukes. (Thank you, Mom and Mike!)
And here it is after I put down the straw mulch tonight. (Thank you, Jessica and Matt, for sharing! This is what they mean by "hitting the hay." I'm pretty sure anyway.)
There's still a lot of room in this garden, and this is a good thing because things are going to get a lot bigger (we talked about this--room to grow, spreading your wings). Contents of this photo: potatoes (lower left corner), asparagus bed (this is after two years--it takes at least one year before you can harvest), blackberry bush, and everything else.
I send lots of love, good people! Grow wild and useful. Don't hold back.