I want to share this gorgeous garden photo taken on August 11th. This garden humbles me, because we have had to do so little. It is alive – a world of its own – and thriving.
I stood in the center and listened to the tomatoes today. They told me they have a lot of magic going on deep inside the rows. They laughed because they are now taller than I am. 🙂
This first garden has been – I’ll say it again – humbling.
We planted it in the hot (too hot, I should have waited) sun in May. The plants seemed frail, I was worried we had failed from the very beginning. From my Journal:
Planted on Memorial Day – way too hot. Lost zucchini plants. It was 90 degree weather. Never should plant in this type of direct sun and heat. All seedlings were stressed.
Did not water enough in the beginning and plants were frail. After we started watering in the morning and at night, they thrived. Ran hoses to garden with a oscillating sprinkler. Could only use one sprinkler due to low water pressure.
Haven’t needed to water after July ended. A lot of wet, rainy weather.
And yet… It’s August and the garden is so alive and to me, wildly beautiful. It survived in spite of our early mistakes. Maybe it’s a bit too wild, sure. We didn’t sucker the tomatoes as planned, and we have practiced a bit of a hands-off approach, curious to see it develop on its own.
We are picking a lot of zucchini, cucumbers, and the green beans. Green tomatoes are appearing throughout the vines. The onions are large in the ground.
This garden has lived in our hopes and dreams for so many years.
And now it’s right outside our door.