We are bolstering the local nephew-based economy with some old-fashioned raking and newfangled shredding. Mulch, here we come!
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Category Archives: Flowers in a Frothing Green
You There Are Heavens Everywhere
I’ve been hanging on to these photographs by Bob Hosh for a drab day. Sez Bob:
A Grandiflora rose named “Strike It Rich” will supply those colors! And a bonus is that it is strongly fragrant! Bred in the US and introduced in 2007! Photographed at the R.W. van der Goot Rose Garden in Somerset, New Jersey.
Pretty flower.
Another pretty flower!
FLOWER MOB!
Knock On the Window Pane
Lettuce. Is too!
Pssst! My little town has a weekend-long, town-wide garage sale every September. Last spring, a friend who teaches second grade in the city about 200 yards across a mossy river, asked folks to clean out their shelves for extra kids’ books. Yesterday, I collected the books on my street; I wish I could have gone a few blocks in any direction, but my creaky back lodged a formal complaint. Anyhoo, books for the kids. Shhhhhh! It’s a secret!
Eucalyptus and Asparagus, obviously on their way out for a couple of cosmos.
To Swap Our Places I’d Be
Though I had searched the garden bed pretty thoroughly with my bare hands and clothed husband, I suspected the garden contained more potatoes. I further suspected a scooping and sifting tool might help me and realized I used such a tool almost every day to scoop cat boxes. I bought a new one – you are relieved! – and discovered the shape is right, but the tool is insufficiently sturdy. Even so: my bare hands found more potatoes in the garden where I had searched at least three times. This growing potatoes thing is FASCINATING.
And the World Is Full
Photo: Bob Hosh
Per Bob: Gazanias (Gazania rigens) are very drought tolerant flowers from Southern Africa. They have bright blossoms flowers and are half-hardy perennials. Photographed at the Rutgers Snyder Research Farm in central New Jersey.
Photo: also Bob Hosh
New Year I’ll Be Glad To Be
We have three egg cartons filled with blushing ingenues awaiting their star turns in the potato pool. We shall see who is a chorus girl and who breaks the surface with sparklers and a waterproof tiara.
And the Radio’s Playing Some
If you’ve ever wondered what 2.6 lbs. of homegrown potato happiness looks like, wonder no more! Also: wonder less and get out more, willya?
And I’ll Be You
Yesterday’s potato harvest will feed us for the week. I am totally in love with growing my own food and this would seem like a big accomplishment if my cousin weren’t swimming the English Channel this week.
What She Said To Me
Using what we have on hand to learn more about what we’d like to do, we planted a sprouted sweet potato to find out how the plant grows, probably for next year’s planting. First thing: plant sweet potatoes after the thaw. Oops. Second: plant it in crappy soil and ignore it a lot. Oops. Guess I should quit asking it, “Who’s a pretty sweet potato? Who? Who?”
Don’t Have To Dream Alone
Heirloom tomatoes, as beeeyootiful as jewels.
Did I mention they’re organic and free-range?
Poor Impulse Control 