Finally, things seem to be growing. Radishes are almost ready to harvest. The lettuces needed to be thinned. The okra is coming up. Flowers are going like crazy. Now I have roses, along with the last of the columbine and the continuing iris blossom.
It’s starting to look like a garden. And the flowers don’t hurt either.
There are also a few problems. The flea beetles seem to be back, munching on the poor eggplant leaves, turning them into lace. Something else is munching on my beans, safe inside their enclosure from the depredations of voles and rabbits. Needless to say, something else is getting to them. They must be awfully tasty these bean seedlings. So many things eat them.
Every year the flea beetles nearly kill my eggplants.
If it doesn’t get hot too fast, I should have some good lettuce. I’ll be eating some of it this week, given the butter lettuces, which should head, needed to be thinned and the lettuce mix was ready for some harvesting. One thing I’m a little puzzled about is my onions. They are shooting scapes—or blossom heads. I assume I need to clip these if I want good sized onions, but never having grown them before I’m not sure. I’ll be doing a little research on this, but if you know your onions—these were planted from sets—let me know.
Wouldn’t you like these in a salad?
In the end, I snipped some roses and sage blossoms for a small bouquet and went away satisfied. At the end of a season, some things will have worked in the garden and some things will have failed. It’s good to accept that at the outset.
This week I remembered to bring a vase. And yes, these roses have a lovely scent!
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