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What I Didn’t Plant

What I Didn’t Plant

So, my garden didn’t do great this year.  I’m not sure if it’s because it basically drowned in all the rain we got or me not paying it enough attention to it or other factors that, well honestly that are pretty obvious in the picture above.  Because the one thing that I had a LOT of was sunflowers.  I didn’t plant a one of them.  They all self-seeded from the monstrosity I had last year, in every bed and even in parts of the lawn.  They were everywhere, and I couldn’t bring myself to pull most of them, so I let them go.

Turns out, sunflowers try to kill off all the plants around it.


But hey, at least they’re pretty.  And I needed some of that brightness this summer.  It was about the only sun we saw for months!




My garden this year is reflecting a lot of how I’m feeling about my life at the moment. Nothing went the way I planned it.  Last year was lush and bountiful, but this year, not so much.  A lot of things are inexplicably dead.  The tomatoes are all rangy and bedraggled.  The zucchini were destroyed from the inside before they could produce more than a singular overgrown fruit.  Some of the seeds I planted turned out not to be the ones I thought I was growing.  A couple of the beds have become woefully overgrown with weeds.

But there are a few bright spots here and there.  The cherry tomatoes that I didn’t think I planted are starting to turn, ready to be cooked down into lovely sweet tomato jam.  And here and there the dozens of sunflowers that self seeded are putting on brilliant displays. (Now that I do a little research, they may be part of the problem, but I’m going to linger in the joy of them for this season at least.)  I have one lone fig on the fig tree I forgot to bundle up last year, and the apple trees are bearing their first fruit.  The overgrown beds can be recovered, and one of them I plan to turn into a winter bed for lettuces and other greens.  The tiny pepper plants are covered with snackable goodies just waiting to turn color.

So I cling to the metaphor.  Things are hard right now, I’m not going to lie.  It’s been hard to think about what to write here, as so much of it feels like it would just be me whining.  But I like writing, and not doing it contributes to me feeling poorly about myself.  My goal at the moment is to start picking up the posting here again, building up my stamina again until I can do Blogtober.  Can’t believe that’s only 6 weeks away!

So here I am, pulling weeds, uncovering treasures, and sharing them with others.  I missed you guys!

Dancing on the Budgetary Edge

Dancing on the Budgetary Edge

I’m buying a new car.

Not the actual car, but pretty darn close!

Okay, not a NEW car.  I’ll never buy a NEW car.  But this is pretty darn close.  It’s a 2013 Kia Soul, it only has 60K miles on it, and it even has some bells and whistles.  And it’s a manual transmission, which actually makes me happy.

I’d gotten pre-approved for the car loan from my credit union, but after some finagling and confusion, the dealership was able to finance me at a much better rate, so I’m going with that.  The only downside is that I have to pay the tax and title out of pocket.

Cue the financial panic.

I get paid on Friday, and wouldn’t be able to pick the car up before that anyway (punishment for losing the photo card on my license renewal).  But of course this week is mortgage week.  So between the two payments, that takes my ENTIRE paycheck, plus the last of my (admittedly small) emergency savings.

I went ahead with the commitment on the car.  Between the quality of the car and the improved financing, I can’t lose the opportunity.  And I’ve been in tighter financial situations before with less signs of light at the end.  I just have to make it to April 15 when I get paid again.  But I still am panicking and feeling out of control.

I have a couple of different coping strategies in these situations.  My favorite:  I bake.  And then I eat everything I baked.  I’d like to avoid that.  I already can’t fit into my size 12 jeans (thanks, Trump) and I’m committed to doing better on the diet front.  So now I’m cleaning.  Starting with the kitchen.  I’ve spent the morning scrubbing and sweeping, and it’s looking pretty good.

I also made planning and distraction lists in my bullet journal.  First I made an austerity menu.  This coming week is already covered (the joys of 2 week at a time menu planning), so it’s just the next two I have to sweat.  I did pretty well and ended up with only an 8 item shopping list, not counting milk and cereal.  We even only resort to pancakes once!  And that’s more because the kids like it than because I had to do it.  My well stocked freezer is paying off.

Then I made a list of jobs that need to get done.  What I had PLANNED to do for the next few weeks was work on the new garden beds, but the money for lumber and dirt all just went into the car, so that’s a no go.  Instead I’ve just made a list of all the other yard chores we need to get done in advance: Cleaning up the yard, finishing off the bike shed, turning the existing beds, that sort of thing.  Some indoor stuff, too.  All things that need to get done but don’t cost any money.  There’s probably enough there to keep me busy until next pay day.

I had hoped for that weekend to be an orgy of gardening, but RL continues to hold me back.  We’re going to Hershey Park with Rachel, Matt and Uly on the 15th, which will be fun since we’ve never been.  Then the 16th is Easter Sunday, and I’m worship associate at church that day, so there’s half that day, and I’m not sure what will be open anyway.  So I’m going to take Monday and Tuesday off as well.  By that point, I will have earned a couple of personal days, and the kids are still off on Monday for their spring break, so I can impress them into labor.

I can do this.  It will be worth it in the end.  The new car will make up half its monthly payment just in the gas I’m going to save.  And I’m hanging onto the van until I get all the dirt and lumber home that I need (I’m going to miss being able to haul anything I need or find curbside whenever I want!), but hopeful after that I can sell it and restock my emergency funds.

Life on the edge, baby.  Gotta know how to do that dance.


Preserve and Protect

Preserve and Protect

So, my garden didn’t perform the way I had expected or necessarily hoped this year.  I’m the only person I know who can plant 12 zucchini plants and get 3 zucchini. My pickling cucumbers went nowhere, but the slicing ones went MAD.  Do you know how much use there is for slicing cukes?  Outside of a salad, not much. I got a couple of nice stir fries from the pea pods, and the carrots loved the new bed, but the winter squash were decimated by vine borers.  I have to get more aggressive next year.  All learning opportunities, right?

But as fall settles in, I get the urge to can.  I know it’s from watching my folks do it when I was a kid.  Even though half the time I didn’t like what was in those jars (dilly beans, bleah!), I just loved the way they looked.  And now that I have both a water bath and a pressure canner, I can can just about anything.

A couple of weeks ago, I did.  I think the cat was getting nervous that he would be next.


It started with the end of my tomatoes.  They were looking scraggly and brown no matter how much I watered them, so I picked them all.  Even the green ones.  Honestly, the biggest reason I grow tomatoes is to be able to make green tomato relish.  But then we were running around to this and that, and by the time I got back to it, half the green ones had ripened and suddenly I didn’t have enough to make my relish!  Lucky for me, Jen in my running club was sick of her tomatoes and said I could help myself to green ones.  So I went over with a shopping bag and did just that.

I got a little carried away.

Turns out less than half of that would have been enough for a double batch of relish.  But never mind.  I had a long weekend, and I was going to put up food for the winter.

First I cleaned out the freezer and did a full freezer cook.  Well, I say cook.  Most of it was dump this, layer that.  I didn’t even cook the chicken I needed, instead buying precooked chickens from Costco. (They’ll be back in the story later).  I got about 30 dinners squared away in the freezer.  That was Saturday.  Sunday would be can all the things.

I started with my creole recipe.  This is the base for a shrimp creole recipe my mom gave me, and really it’s stupidly easy.  You chop up a lot of tomatoes, onions, green peppers and garlic and cook it all down, then can it.  Water bath canning seems to work fine for this, or at least I haven’t had any problems.  When it’s time to eat, heat it through, add a pound of shrimp and a tablespoon or two of Worcestershire sauce, heat until the shrimp is cooked, and serve over rice.  Easy peasy!  With all the tomatoes from my garden and some of the ones I’d gotten from Jen the ripened in the week since I got them, I got 18 pints.

Then I started on the green tomato relish.


I doubled the recipe and got nine and a half pints, in full and half pint jars.  Happy!


But I still had a lot of green tomatoes left.  I vaguely remembered from the Little House on the Prairie books Ma making a green tomato pie, so I grabbed my LHotP cookbook to look it up.  The filling was good for fresh tomatoes, but wouldn’t work for canning.  So I went to the internet and found over and over again the same recipe for green tomato and apple pie filling.  Okay, well, how bad could it be?  I got the apples and raisins and started peeling and chopping away.

By now, the fever had started to kick in.

Look at all those jars.  Aren’t they pretty?  Don’t they make you feel like you’ve done a good job taking care of your family?  (Who cares if they won’t actually eat the stuff.)  Surely there’s more that you could do.  I looked down at the apple peels and cores.  Hrm.  I bet I could make jelly out of this.  Do I have any half pint jars left?

I didn’t.  In a fit of sanity, instead of going out to buy MOAR JARS, I just put all the cores and peels in a freezer bag in the freezer.  Maybe later.

I got the dutch oven full of tomatoes, apples and raisins and was just starting to add the seasoning when it suddenly hit me.

I think this is my mom’s mincemeat recipe.

The mincemeat that I HATED as a kid.

And I had a vat of it.

I called my mother then and there to confirm.  She laughed.  Longer and louder than was probably necessary.

I ended up with 6 quarts of it.  (Although after the fact she said I only need a pint for a pie.  But all the recipes said can it up in quarts, so that’s what I did!)


But I still wasn’t done!  Remember those chickens?  Yeah, they spent all day Sunday in the stockpot, and Sunday they got their turn in the canner, this time the pressure canner.  11 more quarts.  I would have liked to have done them up in pints, but by then I was out of jars.


So now I have everything neatly stashed in my basement, just waiting to be used.  I may not be quite done.  I have beets in the garden yet that may or may not get big enough to do another batch of pickled beets with (I did the first back in July).  And if I can find cheap apples, I may do up some applesauce or apple pie filling.

But I’ll have to stock up on jars first.

Fall Garden

Fall Garden

A picture heavy post today.  Thought I’d document the garden at the end of the summer.


Herb bed #1.  That white sage has already been cut back once.  It just won’t quit!  The two pots will go into the basement come first frost and live there until spring.


Herb bed #2.  The basil has all gone to seed, but the parsley is still going good, and there’s sage and rosemary in there somewhere, too.  Next year I’ll put the annuals into one of the raised beds and save this one for perennials.


The pepper bed.  They did pretty well!  I still have to get the last of the peppers off the plants.  The eggplant got away from me.  I tried planting fall spinach in that empty space, but it didn’t take.  May try again.


Fall planted lettuce.  This was planted a month ago, and the other half was planted two weeks ago, but that planting is slow in coming.


The zucchini bed.  10 plants, 4 zucchini.  WTF.


Late summer beets and beans.  Most of the beans didn’t come up, but there are a couple of beans on that bush.  Scrubby winter squash aren’t going to put out anything.  I should get a second harvest of beets, though.


The big bed.  As you can see, the winter squash ended up a big bust.  But I learned a lot, so I’ll try again next year.  In the front you can see carrots, both ones on the right that I planted in the spring and ones on the left that I planted a month ago.  In the middle I’ve planted parsnips 3 times with no luck.  Grr.  Also, another white sage plant on the front right corner.  Those suckers are stubborn!


The tomatoes have been done for a while except a few determined cherries.  I should have cleaned them up ages ago, but I need to rebuild one of the raised beds first so I can dump the good soil from these into it.


The cherry tree is hidden in the weeds there.  Two twiggy branches, not a lot of growth.


The nectarine did much better.


I’m especially pleased with the apple trees, though!  They seem to really like their new home!

Fall projects include rebuilding two of the raised bed boxes, cleaning everything up, planting next year’s garlic, and mulching everything well.  We also need one last mow and some serious weed whacking.

Spring is here! Spring is here!

Spring is here! Spring is here!

Like a good pagan, I spent the first weekend of spring fixated on my gardens.  I ordered my seeds weeks ago, but was determined not to plant them until they’d been blessed at Oestara.  This had the added benefit of keeping me from planting stuff too early. I did start my onions indoors in February, and miracle of miracles I haven’t killed them!  The bunching onions especially are looking good. I tried a couple of times to sit down and lay out planting plans, but nothing’s sticking.  So I’m just starting stuff, and we’ll see where it ends up.

I have four 4’x4′ raised beds on one side of my yard, but the best sun is on the other side of the yard, where I’ve had nothing but weeds.  So this year I decided to put a deep bed in there.  to that end, I put out a call on Freecycle for cinder blocks.  Before you say, I know there is a risk with cinder blocks.  But I have a black walnut tree in my yard, which prevents me from being able to plant directly in my soil. (For those who don’t know, black walnut has a compound in their roots and leaves that is deadly to most garden type fruits and veggies.)  My existing beds I build out of 6″ wide boards, but they really only lasted about 4 seasons well before decomposing, and they aren’t deep enough to grow anything like carrots or beets well. Plus it was boku bucks to buy the lumber.  So I balanced the risk of the cinder blocks versus the certain death of the walnut and came down on the side of carrots.  But, surprisingly, free cinderblocks are hard to come by.  I put a call out on Freecycle and kept an eye on Craigslist, but nothing.  Then on Wednesday someone else put up an offer post.  My fingers flew on the keyboard!  Turns out the community garden in Phoenixville is removing all their cinder block beds for the above reasons, so anyone who wanted any could come and take whatever we wanted!  Yay!  Saturday the boys and I took all the seats out of the van and headed over.  It’s a sweet little garden, and if you’re in Phoenixville and need a bit of dirt, I can recommend this.  I kind of felt guilty dismantling the beds, especially since we were lazy and just took the top ones, but we weren’t the only ones there.  There were another couple of guys there with the same plan and a trailer!  I envied that trailer…  We loaded up 24 before I started getting worried about the van’s suspension, but we set aside the remaining 8 I needed to pick up the next day.  I also scored a really healthy thyme plant that was growing out of one of the blocks.  Yay!  This year I’ll have an herb garden for SURE!

The finished bed will be about 9’x4′, and about 10″ deep.  That’s a LOT of dirt.  Fortunately, our compost overfloweth (quite literally).  We stopped on our way up at the Agway and got two big bags of vermiculite, which I’ll mix with the rabbit litter and some peat moss to make up a nice, light mix.  The other benefit of getting the blocks from existing gardens is the hope that if they were of questionable quality, the worst of it will already have leached out!  Between that and the yummy new soil, I have high hopes for this bed.  I’m planning to put my winter squash in there, as well as the root veg.

Once that bed is built and filled, I’ll be able to fix the compost bins.  I have a two stall bin made out of salvaged pallets, which have worked really well for us so far.  However, last year I didn’t take much out, so instead of turning one into the other and starting new, it started overflowing both.  And the back on one fell in, so it’s hard to dig out.  So this year I’ll replace the ones in poor condition, wire them together better, and start anew.  The rabbits will keep filling them up, I’m sure!

The other thing that’s been tempting me has been fruit trees.  I’ve always wanted to have a micro-orchard, ever since I found out about dwarf fruit trees.  I did try blueberries, but they were a little to delicate for me to manage.  But Hero and I were at Depot the other week for something, and they had a bajillion dwarf trees in all different varieties!  Usually by the time I’m there, they’re down to 3-4 peach trees, which none of us like, so I don’t bother.  But these… and they were only $20 each.  With a 1 year guarantee.  So after thinking and planning and researching, on Sunday after I got the remaining cinder blocks (by myself, mind you!) I dragged Hero back after our bi-weekly Costco run.  Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately), they had already sold out of a lot of the varieties.  I was able to get three different kinds of apple (you have to have at least two or you won’t get any fruit) and two cherries.


I also got some other random things I need (a hose, a rake, some potting soil), but they didn’t have the peat moss I needed.  We had to pass Lowe’s on the way home, so we stopped there to see if they did.  They did, and guess what else they had?


A dwarf nectarine tree!  Those we will eat, and they self-pollinate, so I only needed one!  Woot!  I had to put it straight in the ground, though, as it was already close to blooming.  You can’t prune them after they bloom.  The rest I’ll put in over the course of the week.  The cherries will go along the fence with the nectarines.  The apples will all go in one big hole together.  Before you squawk about the spacing, those 10′ recommendations are for commercial growers who have equipment to tend their orchards and who are usually growing full sized trees.  Well pruned dwarf trees actually do very well in close confines.  I have two spots I’m trying to decide on.  One is close to the house, which would be nice to look at, but might be a bit in the way.  The other is at the end of the new bed where I currently have a compost bin.  Once I empty it, it would be easy enough to move and put the apple trees in there.  I have to poke at that.

As though it had been waiting for me, I got my bi-weekly email from Mother Earth News with my planting schedule for the next two weeks on Saturday.  So Sunday afternoon, I sorted my seed packets out and figured out what I could direct seed now (lettuce, spinach, peas) and what I could start indoors (broccoli, cauliflower and white sage).  Planting out was going to require raking, but no turning as they’re going in the garlic bed.  But I didn’t feel up to that, so I concentrated on the starters instead.  The white sage went into a 12-cell “greenhouse” I got at the dollar store.  That will make them easier to transplant to gift out to my pagan circle friends at Beltane.  Two kinds of broccoli went into a disposable 9×13 pan with a dome lid, about 48 of each.  The cauliflower went into a disposable bread pan, about 16 starts there.  Yes, I’m going to have WAY too many starts.  I’d rather overdo than under, and I know several gardeners around I can pass the extras on to.  Now they’re all tucked up in plastic bags on top of the fridge, just waiting to pop their little heads up!

The rest of the week will be focused on taking bites out of the yard work.  It helps that it’s going to be in the 60s tomorrow and up to 70 on Thursday!  Gonna focus on the new bed first.  I have to move the blocks aside to lay down a cardboard base and then rebuild the bed and water down the cardboard.  Then tomorrow I can start filling it.  Which will be messy, but fun!  I also have some extra bricks, so I may build a separate herb bed on the front of the new bed.  That will give it some protection and extra warmth.

So many ideas.  I just need to start doing things and see what happens!



Spring is here at long giddy last, and after spending the last few weeks sick as a dog (yes, again), it’s a joy to actually be getting excited about getting a handle on things again.

Stage 1 is the yard and gardens.  This actually started at the end of February when I rigged up my grow system in the basement from a metal shelf on the back porch.


Two shop lights, 4 natural light bulbs, a timer and two S hooks and I was in business for seed starting.  I started lettuce, onions and 3 kinds of tomatoes.


Then I got sick and couldn’t remember to water them.  So yeah, another year of crappy starting under my belt.  I’m still going to start Brussels sprouts and try again with the tomatoes and peppers.  At this point the rest can just go straight into the garden.

Getting the shelf off the back porch, though, meant opening up a lot of space back there.  Okay, well, first it meant a big mess.  That shelf had been stuffed full of all kinds of junk: broken toys, half used building supplies, stuff the kids had scrounged, just junk.  Morgan and I filled 3 contractor bags just clearing that off, but we left a lot of stuff on the floor.  And too much of that junk had migrated into the yard as well.  So last Sunday, we all took about an hour and a half and just cleaned up the STUFF in the yard.  Put the wagons away, junked all the freeze-shattered plastic, raked all the wind-blown trash out of the rose bed, put tools away, folded up the tarp.  We filled the dumpster again (at this point our trash guys must hate us).  Got all the junk off the back porch as well and gave it a good sweeping.  No more having to squeeze out the back door to get into the yard.  Once again, just cleaning a space makes it feel that much more inviting.  I also scrubbed out the front flower bed, getting out all the old mulch and trash and weeds to reveal the daffodil and iris leaves starting to push up for the new season.  There’s still quite a bit of clay in the grass from when we dug up the front walk, so I’ll throw some grass seed (and maybe some ground thyme) to cover that over.  So we aren’t entirely the shame of the neighborhood anymore!

This weekend, I need to start rebuilding the garden beds for the season.  I think I’m going to cheat and buy soilless mix for the grow boxes, but I need to make the Mel’s Mix for the raised beds by hand.  I need too much fill!  I’m also going to recruit the kids to start cleaning and repairing the shed.  The main doors are falling off, so we’ll replace the hinges on those, pack up a bunch more trash and donate a couple of bikes, organize the tools and hopefully just make everything more accessible.  Once that’s done, I want to paint it, although I need rubberized paint because it’s currently got a very crumbly coat of lead paint on it.  Once that’s done, I need to design a bike shed addition for the house side, something that we can get in and out of easily but that we can lock the bikes up in AND lock the door of.  My architect skills aren’t great, though, so this could be an adventure.  Expect pictures!

The rest of the weekend

The rest of the weekend

I stayed in bed until about 8, and then got to work on setting everything to rights.  I needed things back where they belonged so I could get back to my routines.  I was feeling the clutter on the table and the dishes in the sink and needed them gone!  Plus two of the kids were disappearing for the day again, Morgan to a friend’s house and Hero to Odyssey of the Mind practice, so I had to make sure they could get THEIR chores done.  I got all the winter gear purged, including 4 coats going in the donation pile, all the cookbooks back, the dining room table back in place, floors swept and vacuumed (and I also learned that a vacuum is a great tool in combatting dust even in a room with wooden floors.  Doh!), order, order, order!  By the time I had to start running kids around, things were good again, and I had a start on my weekly jobs.

While Morgan and Hero were off with their lives, Xander and I took an hour and put all the planters in the garden to bed.  We dumped them all in the compost (they were very marshy, so yeah, the soil wasn’t draining well), hosed them down good and put them aside to dry.  They’ll go in the shed today when I get home, ready for a better attempt next year.  We dumped the potatoes as well.  I was disappointed in the haul, but that was entirely my fault, and I won’t use straw for hilling next year.  Those are also hosed out and drying as well.  And we got most of the garden hardware put away.  I still have to pull the drying beans and put in a fall/winter garden, but that may or may not happen.  I’m not too fussed.  And I have to get the fig tree planted, but our shovel has vanished.

Finally Nikki and I were able to watch Doctor Who, albeit via Skype.  But afterwards, I just couldn’t even think coherently, so I crashed for a nap.  Or tried to.  I was still too keyed up from all the work to switch off.  All day, no matter what room I went into, I had to clean something, put something away, dust something, SOMETHING.  It was total compulsion.  When I started scrubbing the wall, I knew I was losing it.  That was the kids’ job!  Not to say it didn’t need it.  Badly.  But I just had to stop.  So Xander and I went to the grocery store to get dinner, and then out to pick up Morgan.  On the way back, we stopped at one of the local destination farms to pick up apple cider and cider donuts.  That’s the best thing about fall, and even though it is 80 degrees out, it is still fall.  And yes, I did have donuts.  I had two, in fact.  And they didn’t make me sick.  Barely.  I could never do that on a regular basis (the whole point of the surgery), but it’s good to know that I can do it occasionally.  And it didn’t hurt me, as I was down to 160 when I stepped on the scale.

We had a good dinner, I nagged everyone into putting their dishes in the dishwasher and taking their showers, and then I crashed.  Tried to hang out with Nikki online for a bit, but nope, just not happening.  I ended up in bed with my tablet and Minecraft.  I was worried I still wouldn’t sleep, but I guess the worst of the obsession had passed.  I had a good solid sleep, and although I still ache like mad and am still a bit brain-dead, it was all worth it.

Now we’re into a week of many new and disruptive things.  If everyone has their chores and homework done, we’re going to try going to the 4H Archery group tonight.  I have Xander’s IEP review on Thursday, which is always fun (not), and we’re getting Morgan in the swing of his new English class, which started on Thursday.

Not much time to enjoy my new kitchen!


Garden Update

Garden Update

A picture heavy post today.  The garden is going great guns, so I thought I’d show it off!


This is the melon bed.  It’s going slowly, and I had to replant a couple because the cat kept digging it up (little bugger thinks this is his litter box), but that’s stopped since I put the straw down.


One pot of Blue Hubbards.  They’re inching along.


The summer squash bed is barreling along!  The back row is zucchini, the middle row is yellow squash, and the front row are these cute little round green squash I can’t wait to stuff!  I even already have a baby on one of those plants:


So squee!!


Another squash bucket, this time with the lovely warty squash.  Can’t wait to see what they produce!


The spring/fall bed is just about done.  The peas are giving up the ghost already, so I’ll pull those out probably next week, put down another layer of straw and plant the brussel sprouts in there (as soon as I figure out where I put the seeds).  The leaf lettuce needs to be thinned, and you can’t see them very well, but there are whisps of green onions coming up next to them (again, victims of the cat’s litter box mentality.)  I’ll pull back some of the straw at the front of the bed for a fall crop of beets.


More winter squash.  These are the dark orange ones that Hero insists on calling pumpkins.  She’s going to be really unhappy when she realizes I didn’t actually plant ANY pumpkins this year.


The beans, OMG.  They have EXPLODED.  Which is fun.  You can kind of see that one plant decided its pole was too short and jumped to a taller one.  Grow your heart out, little buddy.  I’ve actually got flowers, so the beans themselves can’t be far behind.


The potato barrels.  Since this picture was taken last night, I went out and mulched them all the way to the top of the barrel, which I think will be the last hilling they get.  There isn’t any room to put more!  I’m astonished at how fast they grew.


The tomatoes are looking good.  I need to string the support poles to keep them in place, but they’re already putting out flowers!


The rest of those planters.  The peppers are doing well, although I had to ditch the first pepper of the season, as it was rotting on the vine.  The bok choi is already trying to bolt, and the spinach doesn’t seem to be too enthusiastic, but I did have to replant that once, so it may just be a bit behind.


The cucumbers.  Another slowly but surely plant.


These guys are disappointing me.  These are all the head lettuces, which haven’t gotten beyond the first leaves stage.  I’m not giving up on them yet, but they sure aren’t showing any enthusiasm.


Nor are the carrots.  Again, these had to be replanted, but seriously disappointed in them so far.


And last but not least, the other bucket of hubbard squash and the last batch of potatoes.  Again, I mulched the potatoes up to the top of the bag, so now we’ll just let it sit and see how it does.

So there we are, the garden at the Solstice.  So far, so good!