Time for a little walk around the garden. The June garden in Oregon, before the weather turns sultry and the dry season is upon us. Yes, believe it or not it gets dry in the summertime. We like to say that's what saves Oregon's bacon.
While I'm in the house sitting at the computer, making videos, editing videos and doing business tasks, John is outdoors making the world blossom and grow. He is the most nurturing person I've ever met, man or woman. He treats his seedlings better than most of us treat ourselves.
He is the soul of patience. Oh wait. That song "Don't Advertise Your Man" just drifted through my memory. I'll stop. I'll try to be quiet and just show you the garden.
We have taters. Nicely growing within their little boxed in bed. They look happy.
The roses and rhodies co-existing peacefully, each showcasing the beauty of the other.
Lots of garlic. Soft necked and hard necked. John says the soft necked stores longer even though the catalogs say the opposite.
The strawberries are on their way. This one is now in my belly. :-D
The cherries will ripen in time for July desserts. My sister has a July birthday and we always celebrated it with cherry pie instead of cake.
Red Ribbons. Such a low growing, stickery little girl but I accept her as she is for the redness of her blossoms. They speak to me of passion, gypsies and dark longing.
Big fat onion.
Plums on the way. Promises everywhere. The earth is generous.
This is John's new corn planting method which I describe as genius. He cut the bottoms out of the planting containers and planted 3 or 4 seeds in each one. The soil inside is lower than the surrounding soil.
So that during the droughty months of summer the pots will hold the water in longer. And the roots go out the bottom. I'll keep you posted; this is a first year experiment.
The purloined rose. Dont know the real name. Snatched off a bush in the country growing wild about 10 years ago. It's enormous now. Very fragrant.
One of the wascally wabbits that drive John crazy. They are soooo cute though.
The cozy little cloche. Mostly to keep the seedlings from drowning but also it keeps them warm in our cool spring climate.
Corsican mint. I have this underfoot everywhere. When you walk on it, crush it, the scent is divine.
Buff Beauty. Fragrant. I will not have a rose that doesn't smell wonderful. That is their job.
The old grapevines with rhubarb growing underneath. We have 7 varieties of grapes now or there abouts.
The black fig. John planted more fig trees this week. We love our figs.
Another color of rhody.
This is a special cloche that contains a bean trellis and carrot seedlings. The wire fence is to keep the bunnies out.
Looking inside that cloche at the beans and carrots.
Cecile Brunner is taking over the world. I keep hacking her back and she just grows all the faster.
John's lusty garlic. Nearly ready now. When the 2nd leaf up starts to dry out we harvest.
Kathleen. The bees love this. I gotta feed the bees with all the wax I use.
Volunteer Brunia lettuce. Yeah, probably spelled that wrong.
Onions going to seed. Holy it is. All of it.
We loves our fava beans.
Yet more rhody.
You know what this is.
One last stroll through the walnut orchard. Now let's go sit on the porch and have a lemonade. Thanks for stopping by. xo