The past two months have been slightly tumultuous at Meadowhill. Both of us have been preoccupied and a little tired. The ground is scorched and thirsty with not enough rain and weeks of 100 degree days. Our inspiration similarly seemed to run dry. But our garden continues to grow and produce and reassure us that everything moves full circle.
Perhaps an update:
I spent a fretful morning in May transplanting my birthday rosebush and then standing around looking at it to make sure it made it through the day. The front two rose bushes look healthy but have momentarily stopped producing roses. The lilies bloomed so wonderfully by our driveway and in the front beds. A lovely purple flower (spider wort?) gave us color by our front steps for the end of May and June. (Everything but the roses are dead now. We really need to clean out the dead leaves to make way for new beginnings and so as not to embarrass our neighbors). We harvested our potato crop between June 7th and 14th and found true bliss in tiny baked potatoes. We harvested our onions around the same time and were so proud of their size. A few bunches of broccoli and two heads of cabbage survived, too, mostly of their own accord. We picked our first striped roma at the end of June. The romas produced early and lots though we haven't had many in the past few weeks. The purple krim came soon after, and that plant has given us an incredible bounty of tomatoes! It is still growing strong. The hillbilly and mortgage lifter started giving us really yummy fruit in July but were hit pretty hard by the heat. The big boys just gave us their first huge red tomato last week. The front cucumber plant actually survived and is officially out of control, climbing up the purple krim and out onto the lawn. The bell pepper plants have struggled a little (or maybe withered due to unintentional neglect on our parts), but the banana and carmen peppers have been amazing. Amazing to the point that I looked up banana pepper recipes on-line. The edamame is tall and strong and continues to look exactly the same day after day with little purple flowers. We have no idea what to do or expect. S is going to do some research so we can be more proactive than just staring at them looking perplexed. But, truthfully, we have just been perplexed in general lately.
