Showing posts with label beans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beans. Show all posts

Friday, August 27, 2010

Quick updates

I planted swiss chard.

The beans are flowering and growing . . .

Cranberry bush beans are almost ready to be picked . . .

If the weather behaves (come on, indian summer!) there will be tomatoes . . .

This crazy feral monstrosity is a tomatillo plant.  Mmmm, tomatillos . . .

I planted what said radicchio, though it looks like leaf lettuce to me.  Leaf lettuce that wilted in the 92 degree heat . . .

Bleeding hearts will self-seed prodigiously, if given enough water . . .

Since my clematis never took off on The Weird Fence . . . 

Me and my boy planted hop plants that he can use in his homebrewing.

Brussels sprouts are chugging right along . . .

What a difference a couple of months make!

Monday, August 2, 2010

Just some photos from the garden

Remember when I planted the lower part of the raised bed and was like, "Woo! I planted these Brussels sprouts too close together! I'll just move them later." 

I never got around to moving them when they were small.

When I moved some of them to the upper bed they made giant sad faces the next day.

They are slowly starting to spring back but BE YE NOT SO DUMB.  Learn from my mistakes and just plant them two feet apart from the get-go.

Things grow.  A lot.  Sometimes I forget that.  Remember this area?

It's really filled in.

I really like it when things start to look a little feral (and apparently birds like it too) so this makes me really happy. My pole beans are starting to climb and flower now that the rain has finally stopped.

This tiny six inch bush bean plant is producing already.  Who's hungry for five beans?

FREAKING PENSTEMON, I want to marry you and have a million of your babies.  How gorgeous are they?

Other things that are making me happy: dahlias!  The Mae West of the garden world. 

My Japanese painted fern.  The Japanese do everything better.  They probably never plant their Brussels sprouts too close together and they never forget their parents' anniversary.

The hot coral bells peeking out from my heuchera.