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In the Garden

Thursday, July 2nd, 2009

So, haven’t blogged about my garden much lately. I heart my garden – It is the best part of our move to the new house. For the two years that the old house was on the market, I barely grew anything in the garden. What was the point in creating a lot of garden infrastructure if I was going to move?

So, this spring, Todd and Rollie and I built a raised bed frame. So, we then took it out by the road. That is the only really sunny place in our yard, as we have HUGE old trees in the back. I love them. So, shade out back, sun in the front. I hope the neighbors don’t hate my garden right up by the road, but so far, the feedback has been positive.

We had a truckload of good soil dumped into it, and then I planted squash, cucumbers, tomatoes (including some odd ones: Lemon Boy, a yellow tomato; Mr. Stripey, a striped one; and and heirloom called Cherokee Purple), basil, bell peppers, oregano, cilantro, chives and parsley. I was so excited when I started getting blooms on my tomato plants.

And, oh God, the cukes have started coming in. We are eating cucumbers and onions in vinegar. Sliced cucumbers plain with salt, or in salads, or dipped in blue cheese dressing. The kids are loving them! They will eat sliced cucumbers as a snack. Amazing what a kid will eat if they see it growing in their own backyard. (Or front yard, as the case may be.) I even made a cucumber and radish relish. I gave cucumbers to my parents. To my inlaws. To the cool lady down the street named Harriet, who has an old Ford truck that I covet. She gave me Gardenias in exchange. I like that about my neighborhood.

And now the garden is going like gangbusters. Squash is coming in. And a buttload of tomatoes. Cukes. See all those yellow blooms? Each one is a cucumber in the making. I am going to die a sweet, sweet cucumber death!

This was all mid-month: Things have gotten wild out there in the last couple of weeks. I will keep you posted on ultra-important Dogwood Girl garden developments! I know you are on the edge of your seats.

Dogwood Girl Garden. Again. Plus Cats and the Spawn

Sunday, October 5th, 2008

Yesterday afternoon, Todd called me out to look at some yard work he was doing. Turns out that one of the shrubs we’ve been basically ignoring until it is cool enough to prune is actually a really huge fall-blooming Camellia. It has about a kajillion buds on it, and just a few blooms yet.

We spent two years at the old house, not wanting to do too much work on the place since it was for sale, but my whole being was aching to dig in the dirt. And now we are here, and we haven’t done a ton to the outside yet. (Well, i haven’t. I just did a small garden this spring for tomatoes; Todd did a HUGE job clearing out the ivy in the back third of the yard. No small undertaking.)

It is really fun to go through a whole year’s cycle and have surprises pop up. We came in April. Since then, we’ve had a surprise Weigela (sp?), some shrub with a form similar to the weigela or a Forsythia, but with little white flowers on it that bees LOVE. A number of old daylilies that obviously need to be divided, but that i was just ultra-excited were there. Some kind of spring-blooming fruit tree. A cherry, maybe? Awesomely huge tulip poplars that remind me of the old Saddle Creek house. Tons of Azaleas and Hostas. Probably 6-8 Dogwoods. (Dogwood Girl’s natural habitat!) We also have two birdbaths that just came with the house. And a windchime. Anyway, i was v. excited to come across the Camellia and the Pyracantha (I think that’s what it is) and I am really looking forward to seeing what the winter garden presents me with – I foresee a lot of Holly and Nandina. There is a lot to be said for buying an older home and it’s established garden.

Oh, and because THEY deserve equal facetime, here are my kitty cats, watching birds and chipmunks out the window today.

And a few pictures of something else i’ve been growing, my ultra-cute* kids. I really couldn’t pick just one of these shots.


*They beat the crap out of each other in a wrestling match seconds after I snapped these shots.