I haven’t done one these in awhile, so here we are. Welcome to Flashback Friday to those of you who are new to the blog. This is where I look back on my week and offer a few trifling thoughts.
- I am just downright thankful for having grass in the yard. Yesterday the wind was whipping 40mph and for once, the dirt wasn’t swirling around the house. If you’ll remember, this is what my yard looked like on June 4th:
2. As it is, on September 4th, our yard now looks like this:
Yes, it’s still patchy in spots, but seriously, it looks great. It’s a vast improvement anyhow.
3. And that’s my garden in the center there. From far away, it looks perfectly respectable too. But don’t be deceived by those delightful flowers. Shall we take a closer look?
4. Here are my tomato plants and onions:
All six of my tomato plants are lying on the ground. That’s because the wind whips them over, and I’m too lazy to walk out there and right those wire cages. In my defense, I did attempt to stand them upright a few times at the beginning of summer, but those weak things just toppled back over with the slightest breeze. Likely this is all my fault to begin with, as I ought to have stuck those wire cages deep into the earth, but I guess I didn’t.
Now the onions…that is just not my fault at all. They look like they’ve been trampled on by a circus parade, and it’s true; they have been. My 3-year-old and the tornado-wrecking-toddler play in there all the time.
Then there’s this:
See this dead-looking bush? Yep, I guess I don’t know how to transplant rose bushes very well. It was an offshoot from my grandmother’s rose bush, and I killed it.
Now this rose bush isn’t just any rose bush. It happens to be descended from a my great grandmother’s original rose bush, which her mother brought from Norway to Elis Island, and then finally to South Dakota over a hundred years ago.
That dead-looking thing is my 3rd attempt at planting it.
5. But all is not lost. Even if my garden is a bit unruly and unproductive, I’ve always got the children’s garden. In fact, they’ve been selling me their produce. I bought a lovely cucumber the other day for 60¢. (I thought that I had planted my own cucumbers, but alas, none came up.)
6. In case you’re wondering, this growing-of-gardens business is what we call Science in our household. Or Biology.
7. Lastly, though, I’ll have you notice that my zinnias and marigolds are handsome. I planted them from seed that I had collected last year.