Or, more accurately, a frantic scramble through the garden as I try to keep everything alive in the heat wave we’ve been having. So far, it’s been pretty successful. The lettuce I planted last fall overwintered just fine- despite winter temperatures down to the negative teens with only a normal row cover to shield it!- and I got a couple of salads out of it before it bolted last week. The new lettuce has taken over, peas are just about finished, and the warm-weather plants are coming into their own.
Peppers and tomatoes are flowering- I started all of those from seed and managed to keep all but one tomato plant alive, so I’m a little puffed up at that success. Beans and cucumbers are thinking about sprouting- I put those in very late. The whimsical watermelon seems to be thriving. I’ve never grown watermelon before, so I’m not sure how big the plant will get before it flowers. The three surviving ground cherry plants are also getting bigger, but not as fast as the watermelon.
Not a lot of insect problems so far, but something is chewing on my basil- little nibbles around the edges of the leaves. I’m scratching my head on that one; does anyone know of a pest that likes basil?
If I can keep the cat from sitting on top of them-!- the zinnias should do fine and give a little color to the place. She doesn’t appear to be using the garden as a litterbox; I’d be a lot more freaked out of that was the case; she just likes to lie in the cool dirt. I seem to attract absurd animals. Good thing they also tend to be cute.
Only two failures so far: celery and raspberries. The celery was an experiment to begin with, and it’s notoriously hard to grow because of the shallow, delicate root system. But the instructions told me to start it inside and transplant outside, which usually breaks off roots, no matter what plant you’re transplanting. So, none of the little celery sprouts survived the journey from windowsill to garden.
The raspberries were also a bit of an experiment. I bought roots, put them in buckets of dirt, and, six weeks later, I have buckets of dirt. No apparent growth. That’s kind of amazing; I thought raspberries were impossible to kill. The ones we had at my childhood home certainly resisted our attempts to keep them under control.
In the spring, I thought I was planting a pretty normal garden, but now that I see it on paper and in real life, I realize it’s a lot more varied than usual. I don’t typically grow fruit or flowers among the vegetables, but I’m branching out this year.
Your turn! How does your garden grow?