If I could make one excuse for not posting at all anymore, it would be this: I started tomatoes from seed this year*. I had over 200 seedlings (by accident!) and gave away all but 35. A friend gave us some extra plants, so now we have a total of 40. It seems that between work and play, I’m alway gardening. They always need something; watering, staking, pruning and soon… picking!
*BTW, lame excuse.
Garden update:
This morning I was head down, clogs muddy, getting rained on, in the garden. It seemed the perfect time to pull weeds. It is my goal this season to pull a minimum of one weed a day. Just touch the garden, be in the garden, daily. That way, I am not overwhelmed by a garden full of fruit, vegetables and weeds.
The bonus to my rain drizzled diligence was this: On the back side of a plant, completely hidden, I saw two baby tomatoes. Sun warmed tomato salad can’t be that far off…
A couple of Sundays ago The Man and I did major backyard cleanup. I cleaned up the palms and bananas and did some repotting of the plants that I haven’t managed to kill. I do well with succulents and aloe - things I can ignore for long stretches peppered with bouts of intense love and attention.
The other thing I’ve managed to keep alive was my amaryllis from this past January, a massive feat. In repotting the bulbs I found a treasure trove of hatched (and some not) eggs. I wracked my brain to figure out what would hatch from an egg that small, and how they managed to be buried in my amaryllis pot. Geckos, maybe? Who knows…
These egg shells, they are so small* and delicate, and when you carry them in your hand they chime like fine china or crystal. I kept two, just because. These, are the little things that make me smile…
*For size reference, the tile in the picture are 1 inch square
Backyard bounty. We lost a banana tree when Irene blew up the coastline. The bunch that was on the tree is finally just ripening. They are sweet bananas, better than any Chiquita you’ve ever had…
(It’s a good thing I like bananas!)
While weeding some the “flower” beds this morning, I realized that had pulled up probably half-a-dozen baby banana trees. Immediate lament, my friends. We’re trying to get a mini-grove in a corner of our yard and pulling up the babies is not a way to encourage growth.
Happily, I noticed a seed pod just spilled all these beautiful flowers/seeds onto my lawn. Onto the earth you go, little guys. No pulling you up, I promise.
Side note: Vélo loooooooves to climb the banana trees! He scurries up them like telephone poles, sometimes trying to catch lizards or butterflies that are hanging out up there. Sadly, there is never a camera around when he performs this trick. One day, I promise…
The Flaming Lips are on my to-do list tomorrow. I’m kind-of stoked, to be honest: I hope I get to see some flame throwing, bubble walking goodness. Then on Sunday I will do some back-breaking work whipping the veggie garden into shape for seedlings. Such is the life of a music-loving gardener…
Life is good people, life is good.
Photo via discosalt.com
