What's GrOwING On?

My garden is FLUFFY.

 

It's like my hair in the 90's when my fashionista sister got her hands on a hair crimper...

and me.

 

Here we all are. In line for the crimping. You'll notice how happy and unassuming I was with natural, soft hair.

 You can see the cord of the crimper draped across the counter top.

 

And this is sort of what my hair looked like after.

 

Like,

There's a lot going on....

 

Just like my garden!

So without too much more fanfare, here it all is, roughly labeled

snap peas

tomatoes growing up the arbor, onion beds in the tier between

 

a mess of herbs along the wall, future arbor and hot boxes in the background

hodge-podge of herbs

climbing together with the snap peas

herbs herbs herbs

potato towers and sweet potato towers

 

bursting out the sides

Lacinato (dinosaur) Kale

Baby Kale (This is going in a taco. Check it out at the Forest Feast!)

http://theforestfeast.com/post/80830627583/kale-tacos

Love her recipes!

 

Lower garden view:

nasturtium, yarrow, cilantro, sage, dill, radishes, spinach, strawberries

snap pea as fat as a finger and so sweet and crisp

winter squash trellising up the ladder

Sunflowers

bean blossoms

bean blend

lower garden view:

hot boxes, potato towers, winter squash, pumpkins, melons, sunflowers, kale, radishes

northern garden view:

beans, cucumbers, summer squash, radishes, lettuce, peppers, tomatoes, asparagus patch

more, most upper northernest view:

 with bean tepee and grapevines in background

 

Concussion Alley...

I have this bed of onions.

The stalks flop over on their own eventually.

But the first year I thought a fat animal was lumbering through my garden, and having a good old time of flopping down on my onion beds, rolling it's pudgy little body up and down the rows, just laughing at the expression of horror on my face.

 

 

I was SO ANGRY at that imaginary animal.

 

Until I read that onions flopped over on their own; it's what they like to do.

So I got over my fluffy animal homicidal rage.

And now I think of my onions as the women portrayed in the 1800's themed Hollywood films, so pathetic that they just flop over at the slightest thing.

 

And that's fine.

 

But sometimes I step on them.

 

I used to know where they were, but when they got all weak-kneed and started passing out, I stopped noticing them.

 

And now I'M the imaginary large fluffy animal!

 

But I'm slightly less imaginary and a tad bit more destructive.

 

So I came up with this solution to keep me from crushing my onions!

 

I took the bird house gourds I'd painted and hung them on the tomato arbors that hang over my onion beds!

It's an obstacle course of "reminders." Or gentle concussions, if you will...

Because nothing helps you to remember, like a concussion.

But they're pretty anyway, I think.

 

 

How do you keep people (small children, am I right?) and animals out of your beds?

 

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Cheese and Laundry

I love old things. Especially my mom.

(Oh Snap!)

 

Kidding Mom!

 

But my mom recently gave me this fantastic washboard that was my grandmother's.

And I was tickled pink!

And, with a cheese box my Father-in-Law had given me, I built this little do-dad...

 

 

TADA!

Washboard and Cheese box Mail Station!

 

 

 

I love the details on this cheese box.

 

 I picked up the cute little knobs at a little boutique store in North East, Maryland for only a couple of dollars a piece.

 

I Love my new, old thing!

 

How do you repurpose old junk in your house or the garden?

 

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