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Summer backyard
One of the things I love most about our house is the green, shady backyard.
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One of the things I love most about our house is the green, shady backyard.

I haven’t felt much like posting lately. I’ve been sick and just not in the mood to write. I’m still not…
Today after lunch I saw a car with a banana peel draped over its door handle: I’ve been playing around with the nightshot mode on Doc’s camera. I like the effect I get when there’s still a little ambient light. My garden is growing! Some of it, anyway. I may not have any tomatoes or morning glories, but by god I’m going to have lots and lots of zucchini this summer.
When my parents moved six years ago, they gave us their potted Satsuma orange tree. The first year, it produced a glorious crop of 40-50 little oranges. Then, because I’m such a horrible gardener, it was attacked by whiteflies and black sooty mold, and it took several years of regular treatments with garlic-pepper-seaweed tea, compost tea, horticultural oil, and insecticidal soap (and me spending hours with wet paper towels, gently scrubbing the soot off each individual leaf). The poor little tree was too sick to produce any oranges. Eventually, the whiteflies stopped coming back. Last spring it produced dozens of tiny little orange blossom buds like this, which turned into teeny tiny oranges, about 1 mm across… and all promptly fell off after about 2 weeks of growth. This spring we’ve got teeny tiny orange flower buds again. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for fruit!
I managed to pull off one of those rare energy-filled productive sprees this past weekend, consisting of paring down and trimming away the old, and encouraging growth of the new. I guess I have spring on the brain. NEW GROWTHI bought a bunch of seeds and planted our garden (some directly in the container pots, some in what passes for “ground” here, and some in a seedling starter tray). With luck, we’ll have tomatoes, onions, French heirloom green beans, heirloom Chinese Giant bell peppers (I love that name!), zucchini squash, pickling cucumbers, jalapeno peppers, blue star morning glories, sweet pea vines, and coleus. I’ve been reading “Under the Tuscan Sun” by Frances Mayes (I haven’t seen the movie but apparently the book is very different) and I think that part of the reason that I’m in a gardening mood is her beautifully simple, poetic language about fresh food. I think that I may have overextended my reach with this garden. I have four long “windowbox” style containers, and three of them are full of beans, squash, and cukes. My starter tray has everything else in it… but I only have one container left to put seedlings in once they’re ready! I have a feeling I’m going to have to invest in more containers in a few weeks. Also, the instructions on the seed packets direct you to plant the seeds pretty far apart. I’m not sure exactly how this is going to turn out, because I bunched the seeds up in the pots. I guess that if any of them do take off, I can thin them out once they’re established. I put the morning glories in the red containers that the giant rosemary used to be in (those finally got transplanted to their nice ceramic pots), and set those […]
This is my garden. We don’t actually have any “yard” to speak of in our backyard – the redwood deck…
i picked the first of my tomatoes from my garden this morning. two yellow pears and a “patio” tomato. karen at work also picked the first of hers this morning. i guess june 20 is the day the tomatoes ripen.
I kill plants. With very few exceptions, plants that come under my care are doomed to suffer a slow death of thirst and neglect. I love plants and would like nothing more than to live in a house surrounded by tall trees and grass and ferns and flowers and fruits and vegetables and bushes and shrubs and hedges and gardens, but it would seriously have to come with a gardener. I really do mean well, but I just suck at caring for them properly. Whenever I acquire new plants, I’m terribly excited about them for about two weeks, and then one day I forget to water them, and suddenly it’s 3 weeks later and I remember that I have plants to take care of — make that HAD plants to take care of — and I panic and run outside and find their dried brown husks frozen in a sun-crisped rigormortis, their slow suffering and piteous cries for water and TLC stamped into their little shriveled stalks and leaves. Thank god for automatic sprinkler systems, otherwise my lawn would probably be a wasteland too. One thing I am proud of: I try to do everything organically, without nasty synthetic chemicals that can hurt me, the vegetation, animals, the air, and groundwater. I do read up a lot on organic fertilizers and pest control, and I have all the necessary ingredients for the garlic-pepper tea and the Garrett Juice fertilizer and the liquid seaweed-insecticidal soap bug killer. I use the bug killer when I see bugs and I attempt to remember (but usually forget) to fertilize monthly. Also, I have a compost pile (ok, it’s really just a heap by the side of the house where I throw scraps and leaves and junk… but it does seem to be working!) I […]