This is my garden. I'm growing lettuce, spinach, tomatoes, radish, beets, kale, chard, squashes and cucumber, and soon there'll be beans and peas too.
Lately it seems, to quote the old Chinese proverb, gardening and tending to the house and hearth, has been the only thing that matters, and on hot days like this, even that doesn't matter that much.
There is much to be said for the satisfaction of turning the earth, planting the seeds, and nurturing the little seedlings into strong vines, ripe with fruit.
Then there is the happiness of flowers, being surrounded by blooming beings swaying in the hot air. Columbines that attract the honey bees, buttercups, weed as they may be are just as sweet, and poppies are about to burst open. They will be red like oriental kites.
I was lucky enough to get the flowers as a gift from the gardens previous owner. As form myself I started out with some seeds, a gardener's diary and a Seed Saver's Exchange Catalogue.
Of course I had a little bit of help from The Homesteader's Handbook and Organic Gardening Magazine Book (Dump finds the both of them).
I also had these here Garden Goddesses to help me. Anonymous woman and a poster of Sophia Loren- a postcard from dear friends who recently visited Portugal.
I have a way of blending in with my flowers. When it gets too hot I run down to the beach for a swim, or go to the front yard to read in the hammock. Life is good and I hope to be sharing it with you on a more frequent schedule.
So prepare yourself in advance for tomorrow's Special Guest Appearance:
Adieu 'till then.