So the weather is kind of unusually cool right now – 85 degrees and low humidity instead of the usual 95+ degrees and air like soup – and I’m feeling the need to garden. Last year, my garden was SO pretty and beautiful it could have been on the cover of Organic Gardening magazine…that is until 20+ days 100 degree days hit. My garden went from comely to crunchy, and I’m still not over it.
I put in a few annuals out front (not nearly enough of them so it’s truly pathetic looking) and I bought a few plants – a couple of tomatoes, squash and pepper plants – but I never got them into the ground so they’ve all died from neglect. The cover crop of annual ryegrass that Bill planted last fall has made it all the way thru its growth cycle and is looking tacky as hell (“Welcome to the ‘White Trash Homestead’!”). However, a few volunteer plants have sprung up: 4 cherry tomato plants and a watermelon vine. I’ve done a little weeding and watering and maybe I’ll feed them and mulch them before we go away. It would be nice to have a few home grown things….or I may do what I’ve said I’d do every year and have not – which is to plant cool season veggies in August and September. There’s still time for them to mature and I hear they do better than in the spring. I always want to do it, but since my gardening year begins in mid-February, I’m usually all “gardened out” by mid-July. It could happen….just maybe.
And of course, the only serious pruning/de-vining thing I did in early spring was to do damage control on the poison oak on the giant pine trees in the back. It’s quite a job and I can never seem to completely eradicate it. I do my best to pull down the vines that have worked themselves way into the bark of the trees and get as much as I can out of the ground, as well as severing all the connections I can find between roots and vines. It worked rather well – I won’t have to do it next year maybe, but lots of other things need doing: the vinca round the patio is tryna take over (wish my camera was working -it’s quite a sight), there are a number of weed trees that have sprouted up in various places that need grubbing out, there are vines growing over a couple of windows, and the maple tree in the back is almost dead and needs to be taken down. The blackberry and black raspberry bushes are turning into quite a hedgerow along the back fence; heck, maybe we’ll even get to eat some this year. I can’t hardly even see the Mock Orange bush that’s back there.
Who knows if I’ll even do any of it? On days like today, it seems overwhelming. Especially since I need to get ready to sing at a funeral later today. I’m honored to be asked, but it is a sad task.