Heating Up

By midday the cabbage was wilting, and so was I.  It doesn't matter how wet the ground is, when it's too hot, the cabbage lets you know.  And I agreed.

Jeff made good progress weeding some walkways, I got some parsley planted and peppermint picked and dried.  Owen planted melon seed. Pictures tomorrow?

Rain in the Morning, Dogs in the Evening

This is not a garden picture.  

Well.  Owen was not in the garden today, but Sasha was.  

Some weeds did get pulled, more rain fell, and more weeds grew. More.

Pretty Day

The borage is in bloom.  

Its flowers are edible and it reseeds itself -- two key reasons why it survives in my garden.  Martha Stewart freezes the blossoms in ice cubes.  I haven't.

Some rain last night, so weeding was easier today.

Guess Who's NOT in The Garden!

Finally.  

They are in a pen, eating hay.  

No more outsmarting us, nosing open gates, slipping under fences, jumping over panels, squeezing through corners, eating whatever the humans will miss most at the time.

Lovely Foggy Day

Yesterday was cool, and today it's cool and foggy.  Unusual, to say the least.

We're glad we don't live next to any rivers that are rising.  We can be grateful for any rain, not fearful.  The ground under the tomatoes is actually developing the tell-tale cracks that mean water is needed.  So I've watered today, in the cool and the fog.  Note to self:  those cracks also mean more sand needed.

Another New Resident

Presenting Sasha.

Vacation Day One

Here's a thing.  (Thing from the OED:  A matter of debate before the thingen, the Scandinavian Parliament.)

Why would I much rather weed than harvest?  Both produce obvious results -- great results! But the weeding, I guess, is, in fact, instant.  The pea picking takes more time.  It feels like work.

But weeding is work too!  

Moving on, here we have peas grown on a support:

And here are the same kind of peas growing unsupported:

Which are easier to pick?  I'm not sure.  I have to bend over for both.  With the unsupported row I can flip them over and back to find the hidden pods.  With the supported row I can see most of the pods more clearly.  Conclusion:  no real advantage to either, at least in re. harvesting.

Here is an hour's labor:

Pickin' Peas

Yum.

Another Cutie!

Lots of these live in our sewer pond -- and they're growing quickly.  Owen got to watch a mamma laying her eggs up the hill near the pigpen!  He's hoping to be around for the hatching as well, but that might be hard to time. They're painted turtles.

More Heat

I'm hiding in the house and grading papers.  Outside it's very hot and very windy.  Ugh. But now we have the new computer, so here is a lovely picture from early spring.  Hooray!