Did you know it takes ten years for a grape plant to get this big?
You know I’m making that up, right? I don’t know anything about grapes. Does anyone want to come over and plant these grapes? They need planted soon. We’ve got Concord, Muscadine, and Niagra. We’re building a vineyard here! I’m excited. I’m gonna go get my wine glass…..
Oh yeah. No time for that. There’s work to do.
The garden is busy.
We’ve got lettuce ready to bolt.
Peas preparing for their funeral procession.
Tomatoes showing off their first blooms. Why can’t we have lettuce and tomatoes at the same time? Whose dumb idea was that? Suzanne! You are insulting God! You’re going to be struck by a lightning bolt. (So that’s where the lettuce goes when it bolts….)
We’ve got all kinds of squash and zucchini, gourds and pumpkins.
Corn and beans, and some corn and beans planted together (pole beans).
All kinds of peppers and I don’t know what else. I’ve already forgotten. I shall be surprised by a mystery veggie palooza. I garden by surprise, not design. I lose markers and forget what I planted. Some day, I will be organized and make a garden map.
I’m lying. You know that’ll never happen.
We got all kinds of cool herbs on sale before the herb guy left the farmers’ market.
And a bunch of other stuff I can’t remember, but I know there was some catnip in there. It was all the weird stuff they couldn’t sell at full price. I’ll be seasoning by surprise this summer, too. Hope I don’t really get mixed up and put the catnip in the spaghetti. I’m also growing all my usual herbs that I recognize without markers because they’re favorites–sweet basil, rosemary, parsley, sage, chives, etc. This year, I’ve got herbs in pots and also in a new bed near the garden. I have this fantasy that some day I will have a dedicated, permanent herb garden, with little paths and benches and a fountain, or maybe just a really gorgeous bird bath or a pretty statue.
I have an active imagination. I also have a six by four plain wood box to plant my herbs in instead of a fantasy herb garden with benches and paths and statuary, but hey, at least I’ve graduated from only growing them in pots.
We got free mulch by using a big round bale of hay from a neighbor. It was rotten, so it wasn’t fit for the animals, but it makes good mulch.
This guy’s still not looking very friendly.
I was gonna ask him to plant the grapes, but maybe not.
And here we’ve got all this work to be done and, seriously, I’ve got to go give my little donkey a licorice treat, so I don’t have time for it.
I wonder what I could get her to do for some catnip spaghetti?