Saturday morning, bright and early, I headed to Vermont to meet up with my sister. We took a road trip to Nashua, NH. It is a lovely drive, it was a lovely day, and my sister is a lovely traveling companion. The 3+ hours went by in a flash. Especially because I wasn't driving...
We stopped in to have brunch with my favorite young family...
|Beautiful mother. Beautiful son.|
I managed to keep forward motion going, so that I was able to drive another 40 minutes home and do evening chores, unload the car, put everything away, pour an adult beverage and collapse in front of a DVD about the Life of Yogananda. I have been on a documentary binge of late - having watched The Tibetan Book of the Dead (narrated by Leonard Cohen - le sigh - with the worst music ever paired with a movie) and Lawrence of Arabia (documentary) next up.
Sunday morning was glorious, so I skipped the barn baking, fed the farm cats, came home and snapped on my gloves, grabbed my knee pad (sissypants that I am) and headed out to the garden. Five and a half hours later (with a couple of water breaks), the garden was about 95% weeded and that was good enough for me. I also picked the last quart of strawberries, cut my garlic scapes and cut the last harvest of rhubarb - more rhubarb juice is needed and rhubarb/ginger jam is on the docket. As late afternoon arrived, I dragged my weary self in and made a mushroom/onion/cheese/bacon quiche because, you know, eggs. I find that, if I keep moving, I can carry on a good hour or so after I have decided I cannot take one more step.
While out in the garden, scootching around each bed on my trusty knee pad, I finally had to face the fact that I had kohlrabi and not collards. I had planted collard seeds, which did not germinate (a problem with many of the seeds this year), so had to buy collard seedlings. I had, in fact, bought kohlrabi seedlings. Yet, I persevered in the collard vein, even having stuck the little plant marker (clearly marked KOHLRABI) next to the seedlings as I planted them. It has now reached the point where I cannot kid myself. While I had my heart set on collards, I am not adverse to kohlrabi. Good thing.
Here is a pictorial tour of the garden ala LLF. Warts and all:
|Squash plants are doing well.|
Chipmunkanator to the right...
|Cukes starting up their trellis.|
They've started to flower already.
|Poor bean germination|
|Anyone know what causes the |
yellowing of the leaves? Waxed beans
are more affected than green.
|Onions to the left. Third planting of|
beets - such as they are - to the right.
A fourth planting is in order.
|Peppers, eggplant and volunteer kale|
|L-R Shallots, garlic and a very|
healthy lemon verbena
|Basil to the left front; the rest are tomatoes|
|Kale to the right, collards/kohlrabi |
on the left
Zero germination of chard on the far left
|Bigify to see the large bulge|
at the base of my "collards".
|Three types of sage:|
top left: purple
|Enjoying the tidiness while I can.|
|Next up: blueberries and |
Flowers are also gracing the homestead:
|I love my bee balm - it looks like the |
color was painted on in watercolors
|Enjoying the lilies until the deer|
|Hummingbird mirror chain|
*****And last, but not least, I leave you with The Yam in his favorite position:
|No matter where he is lying, a leg is propped up.|