First Fruits

My pepper plants got started early. The bell pepper plant is one that the Girl had kept alive all year. I learned something - bring the plants in and use them again next year. That banana pepper was awesome in a salad. Peppery. Yesterday, it was looking like rain. My app said it was going … Continue reading First Fruits →

Life Finds a Way

Saw this whilst walking the dogs. Cracked me up: The prettier bunch of flowers busted through the crack in the curb, and is growing in a pile of curb detris. Wish my plants were so motivated.

Can’t have anything nice around here.

The summer blast furnace has fired up, and it's getting seriously hot around here. So gardening is challenging. I think I screwed up my cucumbers. Since I've been distracted by misery lately, I haven't been picking cucumbers. I grew a snack variety, which you're supposed to pick while they are small. By the time I … Continue reading Can’t have anything nice around here. →

This is Out of Hand

Behold the Garden: Beets and peppers are progressing awesomely. The cucumbers are out of control. I'm up to my ass in cucumbers. What happened was I thought the ones I planted were dying, so I planted more. None of them died. So I have four vines, two types. Luckily I like cucumbers. The tomatoes I … Continue reading This is Out of Hand →

Unearned Goodies

It's getting warm and stormy. The gardens are digging it. By the way, those cucumbers are 4" now. I harvested a few for lunch. They are the snacking variety. I can't get a view of the others, which are bush cucumbers. They aren't cooperating and climbing. Still, I'll be ass deep in cucumbers shortly. The … Continue reading Unearned Goodies →

Getting to be That Time

I like reading Eaton Rapids Joe's posts about farming and gardening. He goes far deeper than I do, but I've learned quite a bit, especially about waking up old seeds. This year, I managed to start things on time, about 7 weeks before our last frost, which, technically, is next week although we haven't come … Continue reading Getting to be That Time →