Really, I feel like that is what our garden has wanted to say to us as of recently. An Evening Visitor. Papilio polyxenes. Also called Black Swallowtail Butterfly. I feel as if the plants have been conspiring with each other, talking to one another, late at night, to try to plan some surprises for us. Winter Crookneck. One of many female flowers Marina di Chioggia And last night we just
Today we FINALLY got around to planting our Fall Garden. We were supposed to do it last weekend but thanks to Hurricane Irene that got put off a bit. So while I worked on shucking and preserving corn from the farm nearby my hubby plowed the bed closest to the house and prepared it for planting. A few weeks ago we purchased some sand, more top soil, and a bit
Well we finally did it. We opened the potato bin so see if we had anything there. And this was the result. What an utter disappointment. No blues, no reds, no any special potatoes. Hardly anything at all. Depressing. Still though, I told Edward that “hey this was our second time growing potatoes, our first time growing them THIS way so we should be happy with WHATEVER we get!
We discussed this and decided, it was time to harvest one more of our Blue Hubbard squash. The most mature of the two. We have theorized that this squash plant cannot produce more than two at a time of squash so we took one off.I don’t know if this is a correct assumption,(please correct me if I’m wrong) I just know that our squash so far will not produce any
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