Anne’s Garden
God made rainy days so gardeners could get the housework done.Archive for September, 2008
A chill is in the air
Yesterday I mowed the lawn in short sleeves and sat outside most of the afternoon. Today was the first time I thought perhaps flip flops weren’t the most appropriate footwear and started to wonder about jackets, hats and mitts.
Malabar Climbing Spinach in bloom:
The cheap annuals I bought on sale are thriving. I’m wondering if they might even survive the winter:
One sad little pumpkin not likely to make it. I think I’ll be plotting a little pumpkin fairy visit for the kids:
My daughter positioned the stepping stones we made right next to our neighbour’s fence so that she can stand on them while chatting back and forth with her friend (note the playhouse broom, she’s out there every day sweeping off the dirt):
The pampas grass has returned with a vengeance:
and finally, the never ending rose bush at our front gate:
More to pick, what to do with it all?
An hour or two today was spent up in our plum tree (after a quick review on calling 911 should mummy fall off the ladder). Last week I picked what I could but I’m glad I waited to pick the bulk today as they are much nicer now.
After popping a basket full over the fence to a neighbour, we had 35 lbs of ripe plums and that’s only half the tree. I’ll take the rest in a few days. I bagged half for various friends and the others were halved and frozen as I just don’t have the time to do much else with them right now.
It seems that after a week or so of dreary weather and rain, summer has returned if only for a short revisit and it has done wonders for my beans. There are hundreds of new flowers and baby beans so I am hoping that the warm weather sticks around for a few more weeks so we can enjoy them a little longer.
Here’s a random flower that popped up over the last few days:
A lonely hibiscus …
“But now in September the garden has cooled, and with it my possessiveness. The sun warms my back instead of beating on my head … The harvest has dwindled, and I have grown apart from the intense midsummer relationship that brought it on.”
- Robert Finch
I’m kind of feeling the same way today, after spending a few hours harvesting the last of my potatoes (half of which were dinner), along with several pounds of runner beans and my onions. I figured out what my mystery plant is. I dug them up and it appears this is garlic so I am going to save and plant them.
I’ve decided that I want a Ginkgo tree. I was given a seedling this spring but I lost it so I’ll be on the lookout for more seeds soon. I don’t know where I’m going to put it mind you. Mom, do you think it would fit where that dying Maple is?
