Letting Life Lead
As promised I have for you an update of my rear garden, pot herbs (tee hee … pot), and a garden bonus.
Here is the rear garden. I have mulched it with the summer heat coming on. I can’t say it is doing well, but it lives. The onions are very green and unnibbled, however, the beets and peppers have stopped growing. I am going to lose the squash. They just suddenly turned yellow and shriveled. Admittedly, this is not the best location because it doesn’t get all day sun. We will see how it does in August.
The rogue thistle popped its first flower.
Here is a close up. It is beautiful, even though this plant has poked me in the ass a few times.
I had a bare spot in the front garden, and I decided to sow some carrots. I am figuring a fifty percent rate of total failure!
Because I was feeling cocky, I planted some fast producing peas, beans, and more carrots. This area has terrible soil. It killed one of my blueberry bushes, and the other is stunted after two seasons and no flowers. There used to be Barberry here and I pulled out all five. I didn’t amend the whole area, instead I put soil and compost in the spot I showed.
This is the rear of the house that gets a pocket of sunshine. I planted a few herbs to test it out. The thyme and oregano seem to like it.
Look at the size of my spearmint! Yowza!
My bonus flower garden. I am very proud of my shasta daisy in my little flower patch. This is a transplant from the old house, and I thought for sure it was not going to make it because it looked so sick and flowerless last season. A lot of my transplants didn’t make it.
On the right near the little stump is another old house transfer. My favorite sedum that I am pleased will bloom this fall. It didn’t grow at all last season.
I know I should have made garden plans before gardening, but hey at least things are alive right?
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