In which I set about making the place a FARM by planting some stuff
Herb-next-door tilled the garden soil THREE times in the past week to chop up the grass roots and rattle all the rocks to the surface. That done, now it's time to put some seeds in the ground at last.
The prepared bed, ready to receive little onion starts.
Seed packets, with their vegetable-porn labels . They aren't fooling anybody with those photos. Where are the slug-holes in the leaves? Where are the tattered parts of the flowers where the dogs decided to have a wrestling match in the middle of the bed? Humph.
Planting broccoli. To take the picture, I ask Luna to sit down in the garden near the broccoli bed. Then I run about 20 feet away, and set the camera on a bucket (aka "the gardener's tripod") and focus the lens on Luna. Push the "delayed shutter release" button and run back to the garden, next to Luna to pose for the picture. Notice that, in the photo, my knees appear furry-er than usual. Thanks, Luna.
Today I planted the onions, plus carrots, broccoli, spinach, and sunflowers.
Tomorrow: the potatoes and some herbs.
It's still too early (i.e. cold and wet) to plant tomatoes, beans, corn and squash, especially my favorite: Giant Pumpkins. I am a fool for Giant Pumpkins.
This is a 2007 Giant Pumpkin--isn't it beautiful?
Soon, soon, soon.
*fewmets = the spoor of a game animal being stalked, especially the droppings of dragons.