No doubt some of you have wondered whether Potato Queen and Mulch Boy was morphing into the Cornbread and Canning channel and abandoning its gardening origins. The answer, in a word, is NO.
But I did say early this year that I was broadening the scope of the blog beyond just the garden, so no doubt there will be more cornbread and canning. Frankly, I'm thinking every post should be about cornbread, as my cornbread post got more attention and love than anything I'd ever written about before.
Still, there's only so much cornbread one can bake or eat or wax philosophical about. So today, it's back to the garden and an update on what's going on there--in pictures!
|Big Bed by the street, and our old friend Stoopid Airstream.|
|Asiatic lilies. These guys came with the house and originally were lined up against the|
backyard shed in the shade. They're happier here in the Big Bed. Also, the climbing
hydrangea in the back (also came with the house) has grown exponentially.
|My pretty little barberry (I think) at right, plus rocks and lilies, and coneflowers|
getting ready to bloom.
|Oak-leaf hydrangea: a gift from beloved friends JElly. After six years |
(and the removal of the dumb maple tree, it's finally thriving!
|Little view of the Big Bed and crape myrtle. close to the Little Blue House.|
|Blueberry bush purchased this year at Greensprings, covered in blueberries!|
|My old blueberry bush, with more blueberries!|
|The blackberries, also from Greensprings this year, are coloring up.|
|The vegetable garden, going strong! Clockwise from top left, peas (still), taters galore,|
volunteer taters galore, parsnips, carrots, beets, sweet bell and hot peppers, basil,
and four different tomatoes.
|Hydrangea in the back yard. This one is sometimes pink, sometimes|
blue. This year, apparently it's pink.
|These guys, however, are always blue (although they are pretending|
to be pink in this photo; how odd). Also, birds build nests in the
birdhouse every year.
|St. John's Wort, also conveyed with the house. Someone told me you're supposed to cut|
this back every year, but six years in ours has thrived without a single trim.