We think the thornless blackberries, the peach tree, and the grapes are dead. Curses! What is that about? It’s certainly rained plenty. And so we will start again, replanting the orchard. This farming-from-scratch thing is for the birds sometimes! Why don’t I have an abundant orchard already in action? And, oh yeah, a barn. I know, I know, that’s what I get for deciding to create a farm from scratch. Toil and trouble goes with the territory. We shall overcome!
At least the deer haven’t bothered us. (Yet.) Georgia’s fabulous garden was ransacked last week. After having an extra-high enclosure built to defeat the deer that have jumped her fence the past two years, the electric was accidentally left off and the deer ate all her just-ready peas.
Meanwhile, back at our garden, we (that royal we again) built a giant planter box for a flower garden. A hundred dollars of topsoil later, the dirt’s still low, but I went ahead and planted. More dirt can be added next year. It’s time to plant and I didn’t see another hundred dollars falling from the sky.
I put sunflowers all along the back, then several rows of gladioli and lily bulbs (that will have to be dug up and replanted later if I’m going to add new dirt). In front, I placed tall marigolds and a “cut-and-come again” mix. This box should be gorgeous in a few months! I love flowers.
Our peas are coming along in the vegetable garden.
We’ve got flowers on the tomato plants, but we’ll have to replant the green beans. Not quite sure what happened to them……
Cucumbers, zucchini, and squash are doing well!
This is the pot I’m looking forward to this year. It’s filled with flowering cabbages. I’ve never grown these before, so I’m excited about them.
I got these cool old wash tubs at an auction last year. They’ve found their place as planters at the bottom of the main steps. They’re filled with flowers, cherry tomatoes, and peppers.
All of this activity was made possible by the shadowy figure that is 52.
I tried to convince Coco to come down to the yard with us while we were gardening. We’re hoping to have the goat enclosure ready in the next week or so and then Coco will move in there. In the meantime, she’s been romping on our porch where we have locking gates to keep her in. (And I’ve been scooping up puppy piles.)
She really wanted to come garden with me.
But what are these things called stairs?
I realized that every time she’d gone up and down the stairs, I’d carried her. So I tried to convince her that she could maneuver them on her own. After all, I can’t carry her when she weighs 100 pounds.
She wasn’t having anything to do with those freakish stairs!
She went back and plopped down by her water dish and sulked.
What was this post about? Something about….gardening? I am nuts over this puppy.
I am Coco-nutty!
If the next post you see is nothing but photographs of Coco, I’m sure you’ll understand. Or have me committed. Be kind! Look how CUTE she is!!! Can you blame me? What else is there when faced with such cuteness?
