|The beds in the house lot: herbs and some flowers|
This is the only annual I plant in my herb beds. The old herb bed looks a mess, but it's chock full of lemon balm, tarragon, cilantro, oregano, thyme, and a bit of mint that I rip up regularly.
The two teepee affairs are for sweet peas.
This horrible mass of weeds is actually many daffodils, whose greenery I must give a chance to yellow so they will bloom next year. My eucalyptus tree died there. Soon a huge tub of cherry tomatoes will sit there.
|The buttercups are blooming in the pasture.|
In the veggie garden, the peas are lovely!
We have a resident black snake living behind/inside the metal liner around this bed. He introduced himself to me yesterday.
The strawberries are hiding under a cover.
I picked four yesterday.
We're eating as much asparagus as we can. I'll freeze the leftover.
I'm digging out the bed for okra, which I should sow soon.
The soil temp needs to be warm for okra. It grew so well here last year I'm doing more this year.
My year-old elderberry gave me five little elderberry starts this spring that I've put each in her own tire bed.
We'll see if they decide to live.
Tiny little thing.
What else? I'm awful with flower beds, but a little clump of Sweet William and something-else-I-should-remember, are blooming. See the encroaching grass, vetch, and onions? I'm more interested in my herbs.
And I put 3 lemongrass plants in the ground. There's a Sedum a friend gave me a cutting of.
I put it in the bed and it lived! You never know.
You'd think, being stuck at home, that we'd be vigorously addressing our 4 acres and being productive. Adam is too sick and tired to do much. And honestly, I'm giving myself a pass on the usual guilt-trip of productivity and accomplishment. The world seems fractured, living is scary, the immediate future is woefully uncertain, and I find it hard to focus on much. This is not despair I speak of, just stress. In God's hands, our lives are safe and we will be well. But if the grass grows high and the asparagus goes to seed, I will not worry over it. Don't you either. Much love from the farm!