In spite of erratic temperatures with one day of 80°F, the next dropping to 45°, strong winds, and torrential downpours followed by cloudy days, the Community Garden is thriving. It is gratifying to see the plots, including our own, slowly emerge and it has been fun to see how the different gardeners treat their spaces. The picture above was taken one month ago.
A month later . . .
. . . and the next day.
Isn’t this door to the garden plot clever? It brightens up the space and brings a bit of whimsy into the garden.
My favorite garden is the grandmother’s garden, which she shares with her adult granddaughter. They have already harvested strawberries and have used every inch of available land to sow with seeds and plants and flowers. It is amazing how much produce can be packed into a 10×10 plot.
Gus and Tom are friends. I’m guessing they are retired. Their easy, teasing banter reminds me of my father and the gang that spent many hours at our house. Tom’s wife had this sign made up and put it in the plot that Gus and Tom share. Since I took the picture, Gus has added more plants.
I’m heading over in just a bit to see how our crops fared through the storms and to check on the cabbage, whose slow, steady growth fascinates me, and whose flavors will tantalize come fall.
Now, if only I could figure out how to attach my photos without getting the words all out of kilter. Must be these fingers of mine, sans fingerprints, which really, it seems, don’t matter all that much since my every word is being tracked by some nameless (or named?) government “spy”. Wonder if he or she likes cabbage.