tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9461986205526434152024-02-21T23:59:40.315-08:00not my jobA place for me to write about things that have nothing to do with my work. Mostly gardening.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-4661964850197318512011-08-19T14:06:00.000-07:002011-08-19T14:14:38.724-07:00Moving...<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>Hello. Long time, no blogging - on my end, anyway. <div>
<br /></div><div>Here's the story: In May it was settled that I'd be transferred for work, and life became a jumble of organizing and finishing one job, getting ready to start another, and getting ready to move.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Two weeks ago we moved to Davis - not the ends of the earth, but a move. And we moved into an apartment (sort of), so my "gardening" now will be limited to a small patio.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>All of this is to say: our house is on the market. Please buy it. Tell your friends.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqaskVJPER-trH7rKZqERi0AnvGDGugVLjnv-ddh25R8JFODFP9E7MxcN2WHZM4Nf3rt07RkcA0th0SnveDEi-5X66VgWMdx7VTOG8hf1AHAkfINkmYzqLDnOz-2i_NRsrNcCPlZ11X0CU/s320/4525070.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642678104041977522" /><div><a href="http://www.sindykirsch.com/Search/PropDetail.aspx?ID=16268&listingID=81-7-11060647&">http://www.sindykirsch.com/Search/PropDetail.aspx?ID=16268&listingID=81-7-11060647&</a> </div><div>It's "staged," so it looks fancy. (It looks "not us.")</div><div>
<br /></div><div>And, I have some garden stuff to give away. Chicken wire, landscape cloth, plant pot trays... A hibiscus in a pot, and a pot of silverstripe bamboo. Sometime I'll organize myself and maybe let you know the whole list. In the mean time, if you want any of the above, and can pick it up in the 95818, let me know...</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Heck - if the buyers don't want them, we'll be giving the damn rain barrels away!</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Happy gardening, y'all...</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-36980091295066955012011-05-12T10:04:00.000-07:002011-05-13T15:10:47.203-07:00miscellany<div>Thank you to everyone who responded to <a href="http://notkellysjob.blogspot.com/2011/04/potatoes.html">an earlier post</a> with encouragement and suggestions and questions about my potatoes. I meant to dig down and look at what was going on. In fact, I meant to plant a brand-new batch. But I was busy, and never got around to it. Then I went back to the bed - and it's full of potatoes. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiITe5pXjJK6D4CUOvMngXbNYsIdjE_F3tT1qcimClJTydNw0XC_2W6TmKGBucpHw2i-QQjfTwK0IfSBckIyCZigjOHWfePU16xLSBpFRum3cs7s7JSRHAaR02rFuIYnoe3O7AXxMLKnPXn/s1600/misc.+003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiITe5pXjJK6D4CUOvMngXbNYsIdjE_F3tT1qcimClJTydNw0XC_2W6TmKGBucpHw2i-QQjfTwK0IfSBckIyCZigjOHWfePU16xLSBpFRum3cs7s7JSRHAaR02rFuIYnoe3O7AXxMLKnPXn/s320/misc.+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605877766154941314" /></a>Even the second bed has one potato coming up now.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI6XzWEwooPe8qtYKWcPcDrSD4nR4YlvdgMG0vsK_7PHmtLXi8EQvkKZ-4GlJrGnz9XGnq-f5j2M_J95sRqlg15hpzWr-CN4ARBnEWyWwSvwa3V1fg_m8dwjjPMaW5Af0WDfXXwxHc64b8/s1600/misc.+004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI6XzWEwooPe8qtYKWcPcDrSD4nR4YlvdgMG0vsK_7PHmtLXi8EQvkKZ-4GlJrGnz9XGnq-f5j2M_J95sRqlg15hpzWr-CN4ARBnEWyWwSvwa3V1fg_m8dwjjPMaW5Af0WDfXXwxHc64b8/s320/misc.+004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605877763754436610" /></a>So. There you go.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>And in the category of gardener silliness...</div><div><br /></div><div>People don't stake asparagus, right? Well, I did.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyd06DXtEMK7JXeooBFqLjXNS8r8kh9PC-4YWk-wTqAG80Y4Ss_g9xrmyDEsmXVUM4P8KI0pZhTMqr374n5GPij5siMH0ycAOBDCtH5ZVa2eXa01TeDb1-b5sbLSZZDOObIfizDKS4_5Xu/s1600/misc.+001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyd06DXtEMK7JXeooBFqLjXNS8r8kh9PC-4YWk-wTqAG80Y4Ss_g9xrmyDEsmXVUM4P8KI0pZhTMqr374n5GPij5siMH0ycAOBDCtH5ZVa2eXa01TeDb1-b5sbLSZZDOObIfizDKS4_5Xu/s320/misc.+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605877402760819794" /></a>It was flopping over, as asparagus does, and it was in the way of my little walking path. I was afraid I would hurt the asparagus.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQoYPjPWi1C0U9bdxxCMt8_tDRWJw0MwYwaS-Snu7sxQmH0frQuBFVbvnJKjNxsz89ua95mnQKO6NjJw52btBv4VbR_UIGaXc8EdhHZCDG3MDJhaTpwFejxzGjNyZAAtZKibq59xJjp1vj/s1600/misc.+002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQoYPjPWi1C0U9bdxxCMt8_tDRWJw0MwYwaS-Snu7sxQmH0frQuBFVbvnJKjNxsz89ua95mnQKO6NjJw52btBv4VbR_UIGaXc8EdhHZCDG3MDJhaTpwFejxzGjNyZAAtZKibq59xJjp1vj/s320/misc.+002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605877393197658962" /></a>So, yes - I staked it. And though I feel a bit silly about it, I think it looks nice. </div><div><br /></div><div>And last - we finally have artichokes! Can you see them?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dOMIfoymuIrMjf4UQqCeYbkypRqqZ8tHhaVI9nhPkNr5c-QJpg51nQvQ0INaIqFI1__A7ZE-QlG2X6FWmw1AjWt3ifojpg8caM0KWAcDoxDFoL487-zpK_M-WZ7HOfnl79059dXtSCaz/s1600/more+spring+049.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dOMIfoymuIrMjf4UQqCeYbkypRqqZ8tHhaVI9nhPkNr5c-QJpg51nQvQ0INaIqFI1__A7ZE-QlG2X6FWmw1AjWt3ifojpg8caM0KWAcDoxDFoL487-zpK_M-WZ7HOfnl79059dXtSCaz/s320/more+spring+049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605877124656913698" /></a>Here's a close up.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKx1S6ESGwuzTdQWUP1T8s9_dv5xjIa6uGCGtVt49hXH9-YXRVvm_oxEUvNEiQMIhOpwUjPmBwD5Xx6Ip9nA2TVQYOkfX7IZxG7rQJLgl8c4kRyLiArANChVuo7N7qhosMsr12HFM_daLL/s1600/more+spring+047.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKx1S6ESGwuzTdQWUP1T8s9_dv5xjIa6uGCGtVt49hXH9-YXRVvm_oxEUvNEiQMIhOpwUjPmBwD5Xx6Ip9nA2TVQYOkfX7IZxG7rQJLgl8c4kRyLiArANChVuo7N7qhosMsr12HFM_daLL/s320/more+spring+047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605877117213571554" /></a>Mmm...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEytylaVfio54OtxVoFfawMeGWsp3TIm3AqDh9zttq0VvQ3B54AUoyfudI2LCOujvSXRZu3bdvEO9TdSx5YKphZqSVW8TXD8i-fRApcMJGyVWVRUV1WGSrn9V50LtZPCyMQXWLWZFj8Xrn/s1600/more+spring+048.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEytylaVfio54OtxVoFfawMeGWsp3TIm3AqDh9zttq0VvQ3B54AUoyfudI2LCOujvSXRZu3bdvEO9TdSx5YKphZqSVW8TXD8i-fRApcMJGyVWVRUV1WGSrn9V50LtZPCyMQXWLWZFj8Xrn/s320/more+spring+048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605877113407658658" /></a><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-67861801326530454832011-05-12T09:20:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:36:46.589-07:00not my garden (a.k.a. perhaps more pictures than you want to look at)<div style="text-align: left;">Maybe the title should be, "not MY garden." In case later I write a post about "not my GARDEN."</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I love walking around midtown, and having a dog gives me a reason to do that often. One of my favorite things is to look at other people's front-yard gardens - particularly veggies and other edibles. It seems that more and more people are adding such things to their landscapes. (The photos follow the descriptions of them.)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">This is a little raised bed on U Street, kept (I think) primarily by the kids in the house. This is the only photo where my dog makes a guest appearance. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC79vmZRKrXeQWvFfjo7RTEEUZyMNa57reA9AQy9anmsV3Kf8nc1kZMmi_pXnxg-PrSf2HRBOKRPafednHGT0CM8ryGW7TkPYkk1QXZxcTKPTRClnDKzpNEvjst6G2pfimaLVDV8FCqtUC/s320/more+spring+045.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605871641749657010" /><br /><div>On S Street.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnUQ_yAXYpOp7E6F98G-z2ij-bETZK6GNMryjp5wLdj3IOS505deVjAnCv_9_C1R_KnkyiaM4QNjHZU4t4KrhWVmX8-oc42jY2u2hYFI90tVIq0M-_L1v0Au5zU151KXk8GXjEsOa7XdIH/s1600/more+spring+044.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnUQ_yAXYpOp7E6F98G-z2ij-bETZK6GNMryjp5wLdj3IOS505deVjAnCv_9_C1R_KnkyiaM4QNjHZU4t4KrhWVmX8-oc42jY2u2hYFI90tVIq0M-_L1v0Au5zU151KXk8GXjEsOa7XdIH/s1600/more+spring+044.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnUQ_yAXYpOp7E6F98G-z2ij-bETZK6GNMryjp5wLdj3IOS505deVjAnCv_9_C1R_KnkyiaM4QNjHZU4t4KrhWVmX8-oc42jY2u2hYFI90tVIq0M-_L1v0Au5zU151KXk8GXjEsOa7XdIH/s320/more+spring+044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605871638511356930" /></a>Another on S Street, and another favorite of mine. Are these some kind of berry? Looks like it, but they're not familiar to me.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqXzwZhU7eaxGGnGRuSJsydJFWdEwVVrJJUpCvNfOTyHM__Kn7DbnGloDQPiVm6RoNokH4SCZT437gyxYosNJwj5Dw4dwjG9SOwrTtM25Ociqgk1aEauBjae1xMK8Q3eO5XGpjLABrDoDu/s1600/more+spring+043.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqXzwZhU7eaxGGnGRuSJsydJFWdEwVVrJJUpCvNfOTyHM__Kn7DbnGloDQPiVm6RoNokH4SCZT437gyxYosNJwj5Dw4dwjG9SOwrTtM25Ociqgk1aEauBjae1xMK8Q3eO5XGpjLABrDoDu/s320/more+spring+043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605870993584135378" /></a><br /></div><div>Same garden. The berries are in the shade, to the left. Then mint, and artichokes. This strip is between their driveway and their next-door-neighbor's yard.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh63opZWc2B_Rf8f5OOLhOKOY2bhKHbiU3DjPXiIn771MUuOjtvpdqGzK0cvBWIM7WcLUcalknONTr5cVXg5rBoO_4P-mU71dZbVEnF5EUiU6dEQPN3PfoQReRQ3lP1TJe9d_ybB49cKJtD/s1600/more+spring+042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh63opZWc2B_Rf8f5OOLhOKOY2bhKHbiU3DjPXiIn771MUuOjtvpdqGzK0cvBWIM7WcLUcalknONTr5cVXg5rBoO_4P-mU71dZbVEnF5EUiU6dEQPN3PfoQReRQ3lP1TJe9d_ybB49cKJtD/s320/more+spring+042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605870990551728274" /></a>Same garden, again, but this time between the sidewalk and street.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqJuzdzPoXX6CnoVvmlXbnx9LWRucSyTZTLlUm4huHk9tkWo6iN9WH3rJW-2LPaZdMRTx1kl6Izjp6LnFFllTZZJ5OgobsZ59X2GONAp9YL44Ei0xC5u9YQfLA3Dtxmxxwr5iCmwauXzSi/s1600/more+spring+041.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqJuzdzPoXX6CnoVvmlXbnx9LWRucSyTZTLlUm4huHk9tkWo6iN9WH3rJW-2LPaZdMRTx1kl6Izjp6LnFFllTZZJ5OgobsZ59X2GONAp9YL44Ei0xC5u9YQfLA3Dtxmxxwr5iCmwauXzSi/s320/more+spring+041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605870981265062914" /></a>And it looks like they're adding a new bed this year.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9rUVHhewoLvpCw9nu4-PSx0O7AsLBtIa4VcRpJCdRfiNu8zQZ3XdLwOW8PluE4NbGlRm8zniCUFToRF8jcwRu4gfEaXsYtHrTLUl2YfFmXwlNC5LtgtOF-nbTdavCuwjktdKnJFdBiVI_/s1600/more+spring+040.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9rUVHhewoLvpCw9nu4-PSx0O7AsLBtIa4VcRpJCdRfiNu8zQZ3XdLwOW8PluE4NbGlRm8zniCUFToRF8jcwRu4gfEaXsYtHrTLUl2YfFmXwlNC5LtgtOF-nbTdavCuwjktdKnJFdBiVI_/s320/more+spring+040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605870093529284946" /></a>And a couple of beds to the house-side of the sidewalk.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDxOFF_57dZuRCmjtxlvrEZLQ0nDMqX9MqdImwF9A87s7Dw_-e6-BaCrfqiDMYdoj-iPVGQB0p6H61JUXYuclhdQFv0YI-nHjwTyhfU421k3Q4d4rk2tk7DxgV6Xu-lSkYVpUbnCkxOFkA/s1600/more+spring+039.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDxOFF_57dZuRCmjtxlvrEZLQ0nDMqX9MqdImwF9A87s7Dw_-e6-BaCrfqiDMYdoj-iPVGQB0p6H61JUXYuclhdQFv0YI-nHjwTyhfU421k3Q4d4rk2tk7DxgV6Xu-lSkYVpUbnCkxOFkA/s320/more+spring+039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605870085794154786" /></a>Same garden - overview.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgVAcdN8Orn9uwqlizqQTJ6s0JkCgypB1w2JZsIY4aI2jLxzLPJG16Rmn-K3OmdYWTuP0iGwcZ2t_3JfVEphKTTd-pvzGfiCTLNZRKJdF5jBaxJRRj9x1H5oPWKU4Je1X4bA97jd7_PDKk/s1600/more+spring+038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgVAcdN8Orn9uwqlizqQTJ6s0JkCgypB1w2JZsIY4aI2jLxzLPJG16Rmn-K3OmdYWTuP0iGwcZ2t_3JfVEphKTTd-pvzGfiCTLNZRKJdF5jBaxJRRj9x1H5oPWKU4Je1X4bA97jd7_PDKk/s320/more+spring+038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605870077486163330" /></a>This is an empty lot across from the old Newton Booth school. From this view, you can hardly tell there's anything there.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhktn54O3Qb07uDcuq8z0vuNNnwAwBiV4EYL3BJcRDToLyRsvNrTqIhVmB0aDTL9Esw2uy7cWpuejEgX407-FaMZJ4uWgMQCu9iTRGVotqD5b_qxqcDccpPKmvxusvisr4LL9RUrVc6u9Z_/s1600/more+spring+037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhktn54O3Qb07uDcuq8z0vuNNnwAwBiV4EYL3BJcRDToLyRsvNrTqIhVmB0aDTL9Esw2uy7cWpuejEgX407-FaMZJ4uWgMQCu9iTRGVotqD5b_qxqcDccpPKmvxusvisr4LL9RUrVc6u9Z_/s320/more+spring+037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605869786754938962" /></a>But this spring someone put a bed in. Yay!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh80OY993eHkgCAGPCSdQASaJQPht5qzKcdu4qO332U92lAa36LmF9lGDwE2zVqfdHsCTXf29hkIGz4EXhQngmwIUvRhplUvAInLHv863yIqZPdR2vU45rCgY8Zt2e55KLFibFQOCPMWa0g/s1600/more+spring+036.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh80OY993eHkgCAGPCSdQASaJQPht5qzKcdu4qO332U92lAa36LmF9lGDwE2zVqfdHsCTXf29hkIGz4EXhQngmwIUvRhplUvAInLHv863yIqZPdR2vU45rCgY8Zt2e55KLFibFQOCPMWa0g/s320/more+spring+036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605869779354187170" /></a>This is another favorite of mine, on 27th Street, more toward the North section of midtown. Again, between the sidewalk and street.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf_1RWjcUZspidubmczAJguP-M6o7kIwxCpAM_eoc6f3CgDUJ1lMH05PGTd6YfD8MJKcrI0_kEmvcs4XSEdNqUIwEbClkrPmlLDAvT2E70fhs14ETLMuE6HYg5Q_1zEd-Xq3i7LrKqePkS/s1600/more+spring+032.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf_1RWjcUZspidubmczAJguP-M6o7kIwxCpAM_eoc6f3CgDUJ1lMH05PGTd6YfD8MJKcrI0_kEmvcs4XSEdNqUIwEbClkrPmlLDAvT2E70fhs14ETLMuE6HYg5Q_1zEd-Xq3i7LrKqePkS/s320/more+spring+032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605868690566057538" /></a>More of the same. I met the nice gardener, who was happy to chat (and glad I wasn't from the city & trying to outlaw her garden or something).<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhnk7p4xPiuDN1EPDjBKsvjHIgzgRx9Xuw040G5sL05oOSCT3dtkOTiKhp1Q5QehkIa2sG-cj71YFWxk6fxDLo8jSrz9bC4Zp-88DFOOf8zNe_uXpPuHcebg3-aSy29ioFA15PtCNqRNie/s1600/more+spring+031.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhnk7p4xPiuDN1EPDjBKsvjHIgzgRx9Xuw040G5sL05oOSCT3dtkOTiKhp1Q5QehkIa2sG-cj71YFWxk6fxDLo8jSrz9bC4Zp-88DFOOf8zNe_uXpPuHcebg3-aSy29ioFA15PtCNqRNie/s320/more+spring+031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605868679794142754" /></a>Same garden.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi64xKJJ7F-K4o6rvhUy4xI4fXvrcQ29MsBPPk-DiH_khLUt3VP20r8PsHZP2Ft4V8KydGuHHdVOgFq0cucGkO7j3H88HbHTdDqYBHgFb51h-jEKGyKC5sL0Dh-mL4VRTFRcJcijCoZk22D/s1600/more+spring+030.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi64xKJJ7F-K4o6rvhUy4xI4fXvrcQ29MsBPPk-DiH_khLUt3VP20r8PsHZP2Ft4V8KydGuHHdVOgFq0cucGkO7j3H88HbHTdDqYBHgFb51h-jEKGyKC5sL0Dh-mL4VRTFRcJcijCoZk22D/s320/more+spring+030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605868674125050162" /></a>Same garden.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPx1iQFuSnmLpNzZbpK_b5KVeLntr8wbZLU0UmrCAvaVArrEupnm8WL6FdE3D99NsM1m5E2oh9lAXF9pOmXy8x0Tej2E-sxjTmvbE91JZol2Szo9fdp5nS3VGce4CMiu6xdTlsf7LGSoNq/s1600/more+spring+029.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPx1iQFuSnmLpNzZbpK_b5KVeLntr8wbZLU0UmrCAvaVArrEupnm8WL6FdE3D99NsM1m5E2oh9lAXF9pOmXy8x0Tej2E-sxjTmvbE91JZol2Szo9fdp5nS3VGce4CMiu6xdTlsf7LGSoNq/s320/more+spring+029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605868663763971090" /></a>And again, the 27th Street garden - an overview.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheW6lH-VqiOi8K_fO4B7KDz61HXGHMhObOUtU0cmM4T6Ro6sT8Jzw4fNNksRyuc1Km9NzKCEliIvKyVylK33WSTsd9fHI9xlAFr4OQd0oBd4ulhW8qv36XMuf6eltWMTttc9If6fkhvIt2/s1600/more+spring+028.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheW6lH-VqiOi8K_fO4B7KDz61HXGHMhObOUtU0cmM4T6Ro6sT8Jzw4fNNksRyuc1Km9NzKCEliIvKyVylK33WSTsd9fHI9xlAFr4OQd0oBd4ulhW8qv36XMuf6eltWMTttc9If6fkhvIt2/s320/more+spring+028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605868212002880770" /></a>View from across the street.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH9BCa9xk02UTnYD6KWfgxiEAjnT7cVGd7zjR3fkZ_1QY3XUvUDSrmlWweVRDWG9LW9HVaN4u8YbBM0jckngfZ7igtQoZpE2d1CDPIimIkg1aodvv6-L5N55A_4IWCy7dd7Fy_-nb9Q_h_/s1600/more+spring+027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH9BCa9xk02UTnYD6KWfgxiEAjnT7cVGd7zjR3fkZ_1QY3XUvUDSrmlWweVRDWG9LW9HVaN4u8YbBM0jckngfZ7igtQoZpE2d1CDPIimIkg1aodvv6-L5N55A_4IWCy7dd7Fy_-nb9Q_h_/s320/more+spring+027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605868203267643346" /></a>I'm forgetting where I took this, but it looks to me like this person is trying to do edibles...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ1Lxhi6itEpKMMKph0z8vLOdxSCehGo8EpSMMmoDJtXOzpE8kDEazedRXLyOdZulBLDGF1aZ8b5PRBTwKERb3rQK2lnn1CE7PIvELEaV41smU2QXEAd1pLwXq3O7T7wAHYqdJzQgjFDVI/s1600/more+spring+026.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ1Lxhi6itEpKMMKph0z8vLOdxSCehGo8EpSMMmoDJtXOzpE8kDEazedRXLyOdZulBLDGF1aZ8b5PRBTwKERb3rQK2lnn1CE7PIvELEaV41smU2QXEAd1pLwXq3O7T7wAHYqdJzQgjFDVI/s320/more+spring+026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605868199800458370" /></a>Now this is my favorite garden of all. It's on 19th Street. There's an empty lot next to a big old house/apartment building, and the next-door residents have started gardening the lot. It's awesome, and keeps getting bigger.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUVq78Z8nGjK8ajlP9KgqyUplLLvET42jVUUr_wcjL1b7tCgmTrn5jXTfi4hZzd8c1eme_WPWK58ipOpYmKynlDyDAbIgzmzEnJ6WkfPmm5FvUPPikG4_WDDsahmV6sla3QiDjRCEnajpF/s1600/more+spring+025.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUVq78Z8nGjK8ajlP9KgqyUplLLvET42jVUUr_wcjL1b7tCgmTrn5jXTfi4hZzd8c1eme_WPWK58ipOpYmKynlDyDAbIgzmzEnJ6WkfPmm5FvUPPikG4_WDDsahmV6sla3QiDjRCEnajpF/s320/more+spring+025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605868188604910818" /></a>More of the 19th Street garden.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirP3_0qf_lijVz2JKebbNq4mC4AZw3q81DbgYLiKRVAl4r2CitoluaonoEn4XY8orQOYekXMeL1h7bDexzODREavrcyQgZXts93P4IGW4H7Vxspp8l1B_IsT_W2L3MJtnfvvjS5964NOEL/s1600/more+spring+024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirP3_0qf_lijVz2JKebbNq4mC4AZw3q81DbgYLiKRVAl4r2CitoluaonoEn4XY8orQOYekXMeL1h7bDexzODREavrcyQgZXts93P4IGW4H7Vxspp8l1B_IsT_W2L3MJtnfvvjS5964NOEL/s320/more+spring+024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605868182500746482" /></a>Looks like they're expanding this year.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfJXSNMEi5-qqgytPpur8cNySRInxSBCz7HImli2cBOx3Py1wovAg2QTCxDqB6C_XhqzjEW7rng9-FfIzO6Hc1MwBrYKWF9TZ_S7qeqVcP3WHy2x9EUefL4RiSGMSpq6HC9ow_EsgdStYy/s1600/more+spring+023.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfJXSNMEi5-qqgytPpur8cNySRInxSBCz7HImli2cBOx3Py1wovAg2QTCxDqB6C_XhqzjEW7rng9-FfIzO6Hc1MwBrYKWF9TZ_S7qeqVcP3WHy2x9EUefL4RiSGMSpq6HC9ow_EsgdStYy/s320/more+spring+023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605867140387960210" /></a>Close up. Eggplant (I think), and ?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz4gFm5GchOsta0R2R1rLA176APlI1BCAcmzhYYThP8veEYjkvtinT_hg2Zv_jjWocc0t7ZHmf1c1dxAR0Y114idfl3LZWWZIDGoKNDhyolxBRpnsMBZlWlnioxYtM-s5YHey4QufwwrFS/s1600/more+spring+022.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz4gFm5GchOsta0R2R1rLA176APlI1BCAcmzhYYThP8veEYjkvtinT_hg2Zv_jjWocc0t7ZHmf1c1dxAR0Y114idfl3LZWWZIDGoKNDhyolxBRpnsMBZlWlnioxYtM-s5YHey4QufwwrFS/s320/more+spring+022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605866667474591746" /></a>19th Street garden from yet another angle.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhAE3QDfVZvMbK9KSMw0YO9AKLycNRDFUpsJH0yVFnzcVHonU2YPISkmjlZWy7sTmkn7SHkLFIorfol7wCCX0hmyYJc9eg07Xe4CAm7hxjNGJaDwhQ_x2mgIsLZKElMTg0sNCjMByQR-gS/s1600/more+spring+021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhAE3QDfVZvMbK9KSMw0YO9AKLycNRDFUpsJH0yVFnzcVHonU2YPISkmjlZWy7sTmkn7SHkLFIorfol7wCCX0hmyYJc9eg07Xe4CAm7hxjNGJaDwhQ_x2mgIsLZKElMTg0sNCjMByQR-gS/s320/more+spring+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605866658716029890" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlbjEmd3PtN67fnlAPduS2yEy9mi5evK8haTIDbrVNvE9ZizEL81umtRO5mv8tMo2IPYOnn7O2-KVHnHT3CT3-7NPwnNPFQaBWvElL7MunuENhByeKZGgF7MVOkkVap4EM1FOxLVox_95Z/s1600/more+spring+020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlbjEmd3PtN67fnlAPduS2yEy9mi5evK8haTIDbrVNvE9ZizEL81umtRO5mv8tMo2IPYOnn7O2-KVHnHT3CT3-7NPwnNPFQaBWvElL7MunuENhByeKZGgF7MVOkkVap4EM1FOxLVox_95Z/s320/more+spring+020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605866648578140178" /></a>Strawberry patch on 19th Street.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3h6nBRvZZGFGBwOt1CsD3p7yV3yUMdmp2tT3cKxZ6p5afOm-oXkMSDgd61FR0ysAXXbxv1zL42t-chA7figUvaXhaLOLMTH8E70w8EuCnT7Lya4sLIc81uplxZe5LINuLCu4BWlE8PCwj/s1600/more+spring+019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3h6nBRvZZGFGBwOt1CsD3p7yV3yUMdmp2tT3cKxZ6p5afOm-oXkMSDgd61FR0ysAXXbxv1zL42t-chA7figUvaXhaLOLMTH8E70w8EuCnT7Lya4sLIc81uplxZe5LINuLCu4BWlE8PCwj/s320/more+spring+019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605865917668165650" /></a>Another angle.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrwXnoFPQ0eG-UMsUJF92fLE7AJqnhdPUULv7bEBb0OTP_cWH0Wujq2rG_oYO385JwNDJNH6iVd2e940-XzLLjHL0JEipOHiMFMavAMX1GBBEfo2Swh-vpmz94e-Jf0NXpjBWN79HvxOvg/s1600/more+spring+018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrwXnoFPQ0eG-UMsUJF92fLE7AJqnhdPUULv7bEBb0OTP_cWH0Wujq2rG_oYO385JwNDJNH6iVd2e940-XzLLjHL0JEipOHiMFMavAMX1GBBEfo2Swh-vpmz94e-Jf0NXpjBWN79HvxOvg/s320/more+spring+018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605865907975334162" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAlQsXOYXHikruvMnLJFsVdX6ev_lQaJ05yF3DZro_1J8gvo30p3ujUQFXcJEbYMmbn3z6gD-d7JABeKz8JU8Tr63s_mHLnsrtuUYd3Cx-KarFJySI9WPw0llM4U7lTmTgoKegfhNaNGB/s1600/more+spring+018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAlQsXOYXHikruvMnLJFsVdX6ev_lQaJ05yF3DZro_1J8gvo30p3ujUQFXcJEbYMmbn3z6gD-d7JABeKz8JU8Tr63s_mHLnsrtuUYd3Cx-KarFJySI9WPw0llM4U7lTmTgoKegfhNaNGB/s320/more+spring+018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605865902669244194" /></a>I'm forgetting where I saw this new bed. Maybe O Street?<br /><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyXUy1_jzzqlCuFWTadhmuYXz1eS6nc7nnpoghMYGBpuYKtgXiG1ef73dfg2JVZ4V0b2a4VvNLfIvHd8csTENWB5ojlwFHxI1-OyNV1hyphenhyphenQt413cVVO98LFktmruE73Zvn_SaP8aQvvBR67/s320/more+spring+016.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605865426524711042" /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">But here's the clue that they are doing edibles...</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhen9DsZV2cBIBekZUGsRbys9u6e0cP0zZWHxfaX2Ad6MTsCe16dT1c6k3U3kw4osrVav4FA2kQftjjfkJaRH6_Cer7jKrVxM8XP33_ZzqoKYjFNXX5YgCFGjnQzatFd7ynOvaLk5xefJkN/s1600/more+spring+017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhen9DsZV2cBIBekZUGsRbys9u6e0cP0zZWHxfaX2Ad6MTsCe16dT1c6k3U3kw4osrVav4FA2kQftjjfkJaRH6_Cer7jKrVxM8XP33_ZzqoKYjFNXX5YgCFGjnQzatFd7ynOvaLk5xefJkN/s320/more+spring+017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605865895147702402" /></a></div></div><div>Thanks for coming along on a front-yard garden tour of my 'hood!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-50151607698484851622011-04-19T19:08:00.001-07:002011-04-20T12:07:30.752-07:00Potatoes<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So, as I mentioned a couple of posts ago, I planted two raised beds with potatoes. If I remember right, I planted them two weeks ago - April 5th. </div></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQAO8PGbzR-x2wrgsq942IUZt-CuUXZA8f609vBG9XH0eU8wYJR04V6KwVydggMSN5_oSTX4aJjFvhI8xNyeu7WJwxs0I306Zw-zWWRTANsbqdk4YzFy-QL8We6J_26GIT53TUjoVimReA/s320/early+011.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597482236994511650"></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So far, this is what has come up. </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4B1E_pm28moanEZNKOIU5Or4ej7_iLQGPA_B7ydJeeSv2UbZOab0gXJ7svQ1eO6sSt57H4Ff703WJ4NGFljCFq4lxDeRyUtlRv8jAmchTiDqdrlerzLlezG_W3TAL8BfKlbVLd4NrcwVH/s320/more+spring+015.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597482242275015650"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;">That's one plant. ONE little plant, out of maybe 14 potato chunks planted, in two beds.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So what do I do? Give up hope? Go buy some more potatoes to plant? Continue to wait and hope? Seriously, if you've grown potatoes and have advice for me, I'm all ears...</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-12019818511079868392011-04-19T18:28:00.001-07:002011-04-19T18:54:31.775-07:00A Tour, Part II: outside the fence<div>Most of the edibles (i.e. the more interesting plants) in my yard are grown along the sidewalk. I wanted to look up the Sacramento garden blogger who calls hers "full frontal gardening," so I could link to her and give her credit, but can't find it at the moment. I love stealing good ideas.</div><div><br /></div><div>This is my boysenberry trellis, 2011. Blooming nicely.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPECjPawuu1REmAv_Z9OJNSAI6uF80pmvJVPl0T692DUoBKbPHtrI7YdTNMfhACx_uJihJS9V84X_j86U5jfc9N6ynkj34cQilo04ye49TNOGpY_s-BBfp0T7z1sxlVWooLYIHZNIcXWu9/s320/early+015.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597472731546400290" /><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">This is the part of the garden I am most excited about this year: breaking ground on a brand new bed. The bed is 4'x10', which, in my little Midtown lot, is HUGE! It used to be roses and bulbs. It may well get more sun than anywhere else in our yard. I'll add home-made compost, and expect to be able to put tomatoes and peppers in by the end of the month. </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhepLKyDOCOixzSAwruw_lWrnFJbUoWUHkdljYwYhuBoS15jqSp8IjegC_ys-iGNR9mTY078cmR4Ru3tRuipiqe_d0WszimaEpquvncLSoXLC2cy_D98vnRee5MU7wfvKjaBI6cPGmc2ULl/s320/early+016.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597472737963754322" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Here are the bulbs I removed. (The roses I gave away. Hooray for <a href="http://www.freecycle.org/">Freecycle</a>!) Even though it's completely the wrong time of year, I will divide and replant as many of these as I can find places for. </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8aszuCWyJD1pRsvsYUy0N_7MicGdDfyfu3lgGGiKWBS3_tbui0qDRghweb9BM2S9IeT3mlcc3QW6XgyIpUGPc2lvYmsGHF9WE5hr0PcnPNe3XCrJvRr4sujX6lltjsAmgbMK8RjlvdFhJ/s320/early+010.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597472748864290994" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Here is my artichoke plant. Nary a 'choke to be seen. I think maybe <a href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946198620552643415&postID=7765597694086214320">Bill Bird</a> jinxed me. (Or else he was just plain right.)</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIMHR23sXGNIbnvuf72tcFi7CRJ5Ae_F-9eIfqXdzT_tDUnmKqDNBuDp-FDa6QUxmFUm-IpNG2aASyXQpjC1G3v4W3xVx7OQm6dxMRKbmaabj5EkY22PXyZ_p_zF8cdNqtArM5UZLsOdaR/s1600/early+017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIMHR23sXGNIbnvuf72tcFi7CRJ5Ae_F-9eIfqXdzT_tDUnmKqDNBuDp-FDa6QUxmFUm-IpNG2aASyXQpjC1G3v4W3xVx7OQm6dxMRKbmaabj5EkY22PXyZ_p_zF8cdNqtArM5UZLsOdaR/s320/early+017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597473751471320578" /></a><br /></div><div>My two original raised beds look lovely, thanks to the self-seeding of last year's California poppies and alyssum.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu6jLzHNBpegDoApSodbLO1N6jIKifBylU2A-szyuZCAM2hTUSwbKO34zpL_ea0-WzIltMSNTLalG15abPVn8sTfCfOCFvko3RQj0Do6GenJvgIiongmfiqHN8Ie8KA5tbc_m_0BPjoqzf/s1600/early+018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu6jLzHNBpegDoApSodbLO1N6jIKifBylU2A-szyuZCAM2hTUSwbKO34zpL_ea0-WzIltMSNTLalG15abPVn8sTfCfOCFvko3RQj0Do6GenJvgIiongmfiqHN8Ie8KA5tbc_m_0BPjoqzf/s320/early+018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597473562851464066" /></a><br /></div><div>Oh: and nasturtiums.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrS2u5UUXgyMPuW3xzhosHi3CqxkO8Agz69jT1jNUc726t5e5xQM0FBPIqPtKtpevvYTO0nFhrlTaIMlqnK1XTuzKPlIvK4GLxPpYGNy8JJDDBkedrN_D9sKCmMBgzqVKgD3bALqbglNf8/s1600/early+019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrS2u5UUXgyMPuW3xzhosHi3CqxkO8Agz69jT1jNUc726t5e5xQM0FBPIqPtKtpevvYTO0nFhrlTaIMlqnK1XTuzKPlIvK4GLxPpYGNy8JJDDBkedrN_D9sKCmMBgzqVKgD3bALqbglNf8/s320/early+019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597473553732316866" /></a><br /></div><div>The problem is finding it in me, now, to dig up some of that gorgeousness to make room for my veggies...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9a-NJpJBSWCdUtKdj16M6GjKOuF0ocmU4rnz03M391ZLwELXgIz8_NgONmy4-F_oztsmWGOFJeaZDcL8y6lSJ15uMs41q71Lkk6qLizzEqQBcah_Yob9bXmI7rLLbVhULbDtfRRhnVDNv/s1600/early+020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9a-NJpJBSWCdUtKdj16M6GjKOuF0ocmU4rnz03M391ZLwELXgIz8_NgONmy4-F_oztsmWGOFJeaZDcL8y6lSJ15uMs41q71Lkk6qLizzEqQBcah_Yob9bXmI7rLLbVhULbDtfRRhnVDNv/s320/early+020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597473543896479570" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAzb_N_n-AyTnnymeMg0wC23W0jk75Nz43mCnlS05hbs5PW1ZE2v-owJLZwjKEOjBBodFrOohQiR-sXAAO3u_qhXM8L8JM2O1gc7dgzoHR-GpPypMMmoxAsAahFF9iefk4SayMFI9Ilavb/s1600/early+021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAzb_N_n-AyTnnymeMg0wC23W0jk75Nz43mCnlS05hbs5PW1ZE2v-owJLZwjKEOjBBodFrOohQiR-sXAAO3u_qhXM8L8JM2O1gc7dgzoHR-GpPypMMmoxAsAahFF9iefk4SayMFI9Ilavb/s320/early+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597473168344408962" /></a><br /></div><div>One of my favorite spots is my little patch of Alpine strawberries in the front yard. I adore Alpine strawberries, because they will grow in light shade/filtered sun. I've eaten a half-dozen this spring, and they are tiny but delicious.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4OvNCC7gKajSptLb_jamzeHaAW1PRjU4LLbY3Yr7Bz8LijvrF-uc2wMQHHmHT8wYe6cObKj7sXVzY8URr5H1UOna8uFGDjHH6RhLi2m_xLOh836WSLrKhmxMRtmLKh6_IU-SJiClzra8a/s1600/early+022.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4OvNCC7gKajSptLb_jamzeHaAW1PRjU4LLbY3Yr7Bz8LijvrF-uc2wMQHHmHT8wYe6cObKj7sXVzY8URr5H1UOna8uFGDjHH6RhLi2m_xLOh836WSLrKhmxMRtmLKh6_IU-SJiClzra8a/s320/early+022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597473158321601778" /></a>With lots more to come!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlGvgsjHmVIHoBFO8W70RsalN705aU4ub8prkkqAc3TzTWqlNpicjtL1apzxkoR_iyFoRUvIUOSADtTwHP5OY1MYvZ3bRLj0HOdkQmIHmkS2uiffsSTPzQukPvuvf18lZHiziVm3CSmev5/s1600/early+023.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlGvgsjHmVIHoBFO8W70RsalN705aU4ub8prkkqAc3TzTWqlNpicjtL1apzxkoR_iyFoRUvIUOSADtTwHP5OY1MYvZ3bRLj0HOdkQmIHmkS2uiffsSTPzQukPvuvf18lZHiziVm3CSmev5/s320/early+023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597473150141657138" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-8801564056278470252011-04-19T17:55:00.000-07:002011-04-19T18:41:55.475-07:00A Tour, Part I: behind the fence<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; ">Since I'm back at it, dear reader, how 'bout a little tour?</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; ">We begin our tour in the back yard, around our patio. These are three </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; ">pomegranate plants I started from suckers last year. Eventually I will choose just one to keep. I hope to have it in a huge beautiful pot on the patio one day. (You can see a bit of the grape trellis on the right side of the photo.)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFbgQzuADmjUfb5I83WyGPCJsrQMrUtqvI3H-YCM1PeAHU_JgMbyAfHR8939jON2eOry-Y2QN9Fp6OIhm3cryQU4mLJFsy-2eGoJI_wAwBzmFDT_d8QLqmjtddZoeUM5aVIHHpW5jfcYcs/s320/early+004.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597465198694772866" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span">The grape vines I planted last year are leafing out and growing nicely. Time to do some work training them on the trellis.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ_tzHGWEqQwg-hzyasxJCOJ5K7mVqDTjaBq1DbrpkPLgWHQO8NofXJXtsP5owiw4Nbuj7mFTzofPaPOFA_kEIAjI5rz-wwllZ__lJsGdpRdw9PixZiWEBOhr76iDu5g0jRcmgguYnNu9i/s320/early+003.jpg" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Here is the fig tree that was new last year, and the blueberry bushes, newly planted in pots last year. All coming along nicely. (This is the East wall of our house.)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2tl7IxHZnZHSOvvmF_-WhJn8UxMyXTwFxjJowuKoTNalFYvQGUGrGCOmP1uq8J1PaxlwRW7-W9L_UACZXQStYvSawPWRQdcrOc2SVbDcEcCKnj6Z-gWMhWfhOTUju5ZmUaUAwUJemvB3f/s320/early+005.jpg" /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; ">And the blueberries are covered with fruit!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikRdIhxrzdQ_yLms1a6k4wlZWjXV_Q1gZ0g4E66m60fglovPVxbcd7haTrMCiTAkTbrjDTxZfVDyPCLfOtaQvo_ExmvbbQM9GySfQXnXU5phE4mXLQXAgRH9BFL91THkL5YkRMC19Mu5GC/s320/early+009.jpg" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Next, we move to the side yard. I planted potatoes in two of my side beds. I have to admit I'm not very optimistic about them (it's the first time I've cut potatoes rather than planting them whole, and they looked so shriveled!). We'll see.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuomkSjeHaWCOtiDudqPYpmkpUZxhyphenhyphenXwdCzHejYf2ieEoGnZIy8ICvFCzYYHFeeLl6x2aFsMVcflUhV2Hz9vnJBCZdfRNIQn3N1Osoj6uBw4wXYKdsnStGKFEqUUP12f0hp8SebV_GR_B2/s320/early+011.jpg" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span">It's hard to see with the shadows, but this is my asparagus bed. I planted 6 crowns last year - 5 sprouted. Of those, 3 returned this year. I don't get to pick any to eat until next year.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; "> I'll have to wait until next year now, to replace the crowns that did not come up this year.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6_tCl1UiIucT8g6NPwIoomBjzflNJ3soAY3-PTgaru-IM2CIuNfKQqbfTt5RhTbJkvaPzUgrm_6UgS8mTXiu3oLLwUNkrYsP_Evczt2mF3sm3O-SfKZgyV9j2pjPXNQI9hEJiRf3u763u/s320/early+013.jpg" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span">I read somewhere a suggestion to plant strawberries with asparagus, since both are perennials. So, I put in two plants this year.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVM1QZOQT5SubneVbokyAWXPEy8WuDLCt6yZsrWz2tOAflyLWUxfoKHM0861XujDJxw8G4JlvhCDlR2B_KNzK_WNgUQ5YWras4AqeByzj0SeTt2ptQxWWAwmiRAmakDHzWHVUDX6e4IVPJ/s320/early+014.jpg" /></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-54776910721563885032011-03-30T15:27:00.000-07:002011-03-30T15:39:04.254-07:00back at itI guess it's been a busy year. At least, that's the only explanation I have come up with for why my yard and garden are so neglected. But it's lovely out, and I have some extra free time, so I am back at it. Can you tell what I did today? <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590003882584541522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjqMSWNPaB6_X41bOHcyfsyEfcXitXkv0ubfK7SmsyPXMivVDniDWNfjOZTDjccvXI3SWnAvoXdQpphmzOVneSARhIIG2AQwha3O9coKQuNGbtCLVVH7wAzU_vc44fiSkhV3mh2k7bvUtZ/s320/spring+2011+007.jpg" />If you guessed "weeding," you win. I also did this:<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590004624303347682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggEVxGH-aZwSjmAPGEA_Mh2i0JYOZ9pcUsq0rlP98APOMB-0LXAZ02csl5MRgoEongui0vcjFm0ZvfcT-UFYK1Nk8lOEXO5HoYqwEN0BLpEZaLG8Ckc24A5uCvtaQzLznRGJxdivtKjZDd/s320/spring+2011+010.jpg" /> <br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590004153750251202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfGKfSkhvbUX-u3X9yS71rFEuLn7_L703XzPbAUeb2CzhBP7NqCTDS0_WW9Kx1DNJbIK1XY-DqsQc2ruUdWJz_qrid6h3xTXULS_cdMLAckoMjXjBm4yerkWVkmruyrPprb8nOhsNG5Amb/s320/spring+2011+009.jpg" /> Now what the heck do I do about that?? </p><br /><p>I don't yet have a plan in place for this year's garden, which makes me feel like I am behind schedule. Time to pull out old garden plans, look at what seeds I've got laying around, and check the "what to plant when" calendars for the Sacramento area. </p><br /><p>It's awfully warm out. Maybe I'll start by catching up on my garden blog reading... </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-77655976940862143202010-07-14T21:37:00.000-07:002010-11-06T22:04:00.442-07:00GBBD, July 2010<div><div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">This is the first year for my artichokes. So, now that we're done eating them, I've been pretty excited to see them come into bloom. </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536668548272473106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBwbd50FISnFSDj4cBge-gYFO9BMMQl41rO3CUood1aw75LQFaw0a9u6us-XMdpJOBq0mA0CYMi2xPGDRxz_dwI5ZP9rvRR7mmGeuUp6h68Q2sxo-k8ia4Y9bs5Bpkxx8snF7FqLDJZ0R/s320/Spring+2010+090.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536668674359389218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC6hYrApj15Bp13bb73T3tcraYVu5VNbDPLVTzlKEUDH_negiPBs32hQyLYeqR6-mzt9WqBhKL9zbBj6qCz3fwSgfGOhsmYLYmzyc0bLoVR_bOqwRjqOoeUSA1OWLe0GZGWB7SNNr4UWAN/s320/Spring+2010+094.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536668800954725074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqMSYOr3E7Sj78czcO6rfB_RVlQ-uOm8a15T76YK2kUb-yUjVGCu7pQP32GnQ_NtjEDdFF-aTDGSJUBzf4EMIXwG2_9dRBm8hzqeF_G1u1IQlgMYwOTadvk7KRow0zbaBV9SmSEUd0JROG/s320/Spring+2010+091.jpg" /></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-65374831203845960512010-07-13T21:40:00.000-07:002010-11-06T22:14:11.639-07:00Rain Barrel<div><div><div><div>Or, as I usually call it - "my kick-ass rain barrel." That's 275 gallons, baby. Someone pointed out that I should have a picture of someone standing by it, for scale, but I still don't have such a picture. It's about 4' tall.<br /><br /><div><div><div>The water comes in from the downspout off the roof gutters (duh).<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536669876692371874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqIj0JvFY1pocOAIr8hn2Clw1CpX6e2uUmnGEyCNEjiCu-_CJ4-RuAz0DNSFtqBzaEvRYC518uSdzDw-qyCMynRXaIyepvnJRTfIFuVvAX802Rz6lYZU4eTtKv1g-5Pn6Q4HdeKAil6JK/s320/IMG_1311.JPG" /><br />It overflows through these holes onto the "lawn" if it gets too full.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536669938286909554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIEw0o0PurJq_FdZC7h5SXf4L79_b-UJpUjDd0vbkwACWzJgBpG0PrfWiHF3uP9ijj8j143b0xYj7rsAMmLXp3H1QkCcupjShO0iCJ6yQyYeN6tEGUjmpQXLre-EE1QRLYltusLWnaq1TU/s320/IMG_1312.JPG" /><br />And I can attach a regular garden hose to its faucet.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536669776144098770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgruGOuaYrE9MWYKXTqbyZFMWmgfpIVj38Xx5FYTntrgtn4ys4jfYnWmvJ9CI69oSwoy-5ZtDstXGWvSE-l5hqbct2puMsP81ke8XujbUzx_6D7tm3clVid7L_ZDElvAargFm27XIPcDmH0/s320/IMG_1310.JPG" /><br />I know - it's ugly.<br /><br />So we planted a passiflora vine to cover it, and because of my obession with growing things I can eat, we searched out a passiflora that is supposed to produce good fruit. </div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536670854590189282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil43_-Ky2lOayNNI7cnO1Lw1XsrRrHTBkIBOdUsLAP2YfPmrG1gtDBCEkXF42iNj2zzNdFJSX9m6p5IhpWuyYvLMbqYvfUE6BaEkk50CoUsYUdFnQs1SjV1Hf6qHMfvTwM70hwlH1ZeXD5/s320/Spring+2010+044.jpg" /><br />It's filling in nicely, and has begun to bloom. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536670958766414306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyarJbumCTOBysF14nI3vPRN9mBln2rzamhCxMr9kzK_BduzE-MVmnBzwL3XppKgX2A0KGjrRrHSeDSv_J-i7HbrXjGHjzfVxH5XRLkzZji4lAAagBrfX7GlwFFzciO28bN3kzb_vdIG4r/s320/Spring+2010+074.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536671047354487058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWbTiQOo4OYn_Nr1UqY1J_AISbwqxz25iESW79s8KSHlq7VWco-C4UA0dDSLGucd_vXRSfpPhgzDDcDYs89oU08reO8ZV8lcjmyoFAIYf-Gio_NN12mv15eagR0-cAedrsE_qxOTkkZwAu/s320/Spring+2010+072.jpg" /></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-71065547220940058372010-07-12T08:14:00.000-07:002010-11-06T22:22:22.980-07:00Harvest (so far)<div align="center"> Here is some of what I have harvested so far in 2010:</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536672697163173330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPS3fbM1B-Q0IcAtX20HVlMq-eQphED4FEkkcfhiXibO_G7TSkpYLUfKMUbuh4749gHwvVSJ0uLRdDsdMBC-DVdmdw3T7HWc9TuO-MnCZkmVSi7-KOUQs1YVuKSxAMkr6Rj6m-NXNEmO9g/s320/Spring+2010+067.jpg" /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">If you know boysenberries, then you know some of these are not ripe (and yes, those ones were tart!). </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536672807859054002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIB1yNaQzOWDOBPhJKvBHfetTS9MvYkO3gyJh3IjHLFifsUFG5fDnYO4J1iMCLtwqQdpG8LADzxVieSC0a3oCkkpx229DeaYjDXMQQpy5BuHmBTPkapCHiA1spIZfynscOZkgjd9fiuPC4/s320/Spring+2010+069.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536672916168403922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgveRYB9cnFW6T_prIyrkVPrnqbHJWDGyzbgATC0HDy9jdG-IZVyujY8ey5ISV3WgrT9AvLde1dXzg0KVvJ-v9qeYPrSliclDW-lOhf10hA3v_WTq4O5cmrgddPLYXwc1FpQX_DKla9YJpv/s320/Spring+2010+070.jpg" /> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dfw1Q50bEwc/TDnRRVDolHI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-hflkIatqfY/s1600/Spring+2010+069.jpg" imageanchor="1"></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: both" class="separator">This was my first attempt at growing potatoes, so I was happiest of all about these - all 6 1/2 pounds of them. The harvest was made all the more fun because it happened while my sister and her family were visiting, so my 6 year old niece took the role of spotting the potatoes and reaching in to grab them as I turned the soil with my garden fork. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: both" class="separator"> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536673108689203458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr6_ZxOOcEX16N-XeHeQfrpE6y9pds1B6A_9R7XsICl4SGltSrj5ZaNMbUiVJqv_X6wlzwX4V4b0OI9hKvCoiYgAyrlkukEPrmd5FVqhnxhtEQp7XM7_39lxvFn1idSj8s5LxWtT0sIqkI/s320/Spring+2010+085.jpg" /> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: both" class="separator">I forgot that I wanted to take a picture until we had washed the amount we were using for dinner one night. Thus the odd presentation.</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536673010446759170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUYRZTy6uhVSPGJdrBtx74OUnAIV29iAa_R21KDK8UYIsFwkToITADNNeOScR4KjjsWpwh5JYWaJv8pdc_LRe5KeLvVdzS6urBs-j0PL0icgbc1HUyxE2iolKwiWGdX6r6cYYpJ4Pns2RH/s320/Spring+2010+084.jpg" /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: both" class="separator">The harvest was also made all the more fun because my sweetie had just started complaining about the dying potato plants, and why should we keep spending money on plants if I'm not going to take care of them? Which triggered something in my brain: "hm...didn't I read somewhere that the vines start to die off when the potatoes are ready to harvest?" I was vindicated. </div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-28491743613789584952010-07-11T07:20:00.000-07:002010-07-11T07:20:59.392-07:00BloggingI was ridiculously excited this morning to (belatedly) discover that three people I don't personally know actually read my blog. I know they did, because they left comments. <br />
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Now I've figured out how to have Blogger let me know by email when someone comments on my blog, so that next time my discovery won't be so belated. Thank you, Stacy, Lee, and Jeannie!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-37129329537279673902010-07-11T06:32:00.000-07:002010-11-06T21:28:37.642-07:00Introduction<div><div>Okay, let me back up just a bit to set the stage. Let me introduce you to my garden.<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dfw1Q50bEwc/TDnHY3jg6bI/AAAAAAAAAek/8Oqw_p6b7BQ/s1600/Spring+2010+097.jpg" imageanchor="1"></a></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536659919208391026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhDCeXJ87EI_uMmR60eK9MViokANl2jWRmYcpQQ6naKhQJyUrZaZDz1Fieq6jqOdIP-tM1ePlO-PcCPWwenE4118kWo3Tv0J_M3XaGyXDPBaDiPzUbdb-4dOUw5FYVFN-EF29bwxpgWtDf/s320/Spring+2010+097.jpg" /><br />I live in midtown Sacramento, in a 1928 bungalow which I happen to love. Our lot is small - .07 acres, I believe. Part of that is taken up by house, part by garage, and part by brick patio. This doesn't leave a huge space for gardening. Most of the yard is pretty shady. So I am trying to cram as many varied and interesting plants into this small space as I possibly can. I focus on the small sunny patches for planting edibles, and get as creative as I can with the shady spaces. Most of my vegetables are between the sidewalk and the street. I'm always looking for more good ideas of what to plant in the shade.<br /><br />A moment of confession: I'm married. Therefore, the yard is, strictly speaking, "our" yard; the garden "our" garden. But I can't seem to think and usually can't help talking out loud about them as "my" yard and "my" garden. And I don't think that attitude helps any in improving my partner's somewhat lukewarm feelings about gardening. So it's a vicious cycle. Katie doesn't love to garden. I think I am the boss of the yard & garden. This further dampens Katie's interest in the garden. I note her disinterest, which only increases my sense that the yard & garden are "mine." That's my explanation for all the first-person singular pronouns you will see in a blog about a garden that belongs to a plural pair of people.<br /><br />I have a couple of interests & biases that largely drive my gardening endeavors.<br />1. I want to grow as many edible things as I possibly can.<br />2. I want my yard to be a healthy ecosystem - from the soil on up.<br /><br />I expect that the above two factors will come up over and over in this blog.</div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-20765085396489386542010-06-15T15:21:00.000-07:002011-03-30T15:49:14.281-07:00Garden Bloggers Bloom DayOkay, I know I don't really count as a garden blogger, since as yet no one is reading this blog. (Except maybe Holly. Thanks, Holly!) But anyway. I've seen that some garden bloggers observe "garden bloggers bloom day," by posting pictures of things that are in bloom on the 15th of each month. So here goes. <br /><div><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"></div><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590008449507868306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggNgKBtkpEGFXt17VmqAapN1uvpt0zUXnWSDboHI6OoXpr00teR07xoonqoIQ3NHQSKACHiO6TTWOkXcO6Yxc-K8qZ6PQQ-t6pmZNewNyumFFUxWulTXrV5ldYdhWlQgVkdiXDtVubl9Gt/s320/Spring+2010+072.jpg" /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-13205004634587198102010-06-15T09:59:00.000-07:002010-11-06T21:46:19.037-07:00Predators<div><div><div>Most people call them "beneficial insects" - because they are. But I can't seem to stop calling them "predators," at least in my head. I've been lucky enough to have quite a nice string of predators grace my humble garden space. I never buy them nor catch-and-release them from someplace else into my garden. They just show up. Now I've developed the belief that they will continue to show up, on an "as needed" basis.<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none">I've seen a couple of praying mantis.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536660979252176658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj90xbBp_QHaZ_hJHNanmJWCWIV-mQHNClYXCVRKF8BQSRTAjCHgEnVhX7rhpQleqSs85spdQhmL8U0n37R6K7A-q-dOu39m-tls1tXQnCnB9k-DTaxeywnjNPY-ApN7UXXTb6iIwS2hdAP/s320/IMG_1199.JPG" /><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none">One year I witnessed an exciting drama unfold as aphids descended upon my squash, followed by ladybugs, followed by the steady elimination of the aphids. What a thrill!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536661343120954386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBCp42Q9baivBmJcXyfPPhq74NnUrAjEQfm25ttWXgrTgwsY6TOZzfw0FAu3BdWU-xi5xL8s8UBV25K7nB0bGxcVKlF1SY-w8Ew59uZPMUEFloO17q3pYvBQOnBYlVGLXgu5Vzf6o0E2s_/s320/garden+05-14-09+001.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536661483560369330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmf0my8pQDWxKiEZspOY_uBTFfe9-oxupEPS-_HlePC8MEqi4qsa8pJsRCsSj_t-qpJdOkUH9idWcyQs2jU75QXj2TDEDPeOWlwpXyWkl78lyK1Sdx7o7Z3T9HI_sBEijqKUmQaiLLcm6q/s320/garden+05-14-09+004.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536661582278336610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIiId7kO0mGAT0514hOjj2Mt0r-HcglWm0L_mPMjcfsLfGc_wdsNDToyFGImVZDfULWCGPlS-DQTcjrE5x3YbN781vlJ2_hP2yM2p4keiuRAVKBk2LMEGh_L0yFG1RbVnosv_OupYaG1YI/s320/garden+05-14-09+010.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536661674668845458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnBraA5VhkNwRG1spBlpSjumzDcZtaWb-R5q_R2BNf7ofCnYuHmXZlCXytDqDKwp-TqlJ3Ai9or5CFhcdQQ8DaMQIs3Rgkpv9toJ5QC1p7ISNYeSVksoLVfegEW3cRSMx06BuPlQ1Zl1w5/s320/garden+05-14-09+007.jpg" /></div><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none">Ladybugs also have voluntarily showed up this year to hang out on my artichoke plant. But more exciting than that is this thick, hairy spider - exciting, because I witnessed it in the very act of grabbing an aphid and popping it in its mouth - before I had time to blink. Pretty darn cool, if you ask me.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536662874241241858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzhbwKYDnCrEPwIKYucPsmjyDJZOnTQeUe3cFeIY2__C0dmjQV5T8_eJ9b76rXksFiYkz1vEy8TArq6z1gzWnkfTTVzOnVjZnfNXsHNrjUbechRB_0L_JRC5nBlpThoh6eSZqXky8uFsOu/s320/Spring+2010+031.jpg" /><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"><br />The latest development in my local predator population is some little guys I can't seem to get a good picture of. (I think I need to learn more about how to use my camera. I tried to photograph these bugs in the foreground, which came out all blurry because my camera insisted on focusing on the leaves in the background.) </div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"><br />I don't know what they are. My <i>artemisia</i> has always been covered with little black bugs toward the ends of the stems, but I never noticed any damage to the plant or any inhibition of its growth, so I haven't worried about the little black bugs. Then the other day I was surveying my plants, and saw these little guys, perceptibly taking down the little black bug population. Cool. </div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536663848046140370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA_Bt6sFmuqlCfRX9no21tf5XdChULLX8Dgrw-b7y1W32ey286qcN6QcaWmPRpy0mDafiD0WZnlTMXvto3PTKWb3wxn2j2emMWtszCu0jJDkhYSZtYCoIZWQbE5ISepZLImseUm8ylvPET/s320/Spring+2010+065.jpg" /><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none">UPDATE: Thanks to my four-year-old nephew, who "studied" ladybugs in preschool, we have a positive i.d.: The things with voracious appetites that look like little dragons are ladybug larva. Hooray! (Some internet research also confirms the info from the four-year-old.)</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946198620552643415.post-17491400806750174092010-06-11T09:35:00.000-07:002010-11-06T21:51:51.227-07:00Thinking about blogging.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe3fSZJ2SzphoP7JzaLrDNdvB4Ht2LWWgW1_Kqv_d10qVn91hyG-_Ud38gDXDbEhD0c5nkTW7VMzYdKJBR42DWStaEsa1TYKvzolGSLPJBp0ZHbhXdMYsgy5G4LDg9SM3DLdYoPfzO9PQ2/s1600/garden+05-14-09+011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536665895919199778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe3fSZJ2SzphoP7JzaLrDNdvB4Ht2LWWgW1_Kqv_d10qVn91hyG-_Ud38gDXDbEhD0c5nkTW7VMzYdKJBR42DWStaEsa1TYKvzolGSLPJBp0ZHbhXdMYsgy5G4LDg9SM3DLdYoPfzO9PQ2/s320/garden+05-14-09+011.jpg" /></a>I keep thinking about blogging about my garden, and I keep not getting around to doing it. Part of my issue is that I imagine being methodical in my blogging. But when I find a bit of time to sit and write, it seems that the photos I have at hand are a random assortment - not a methodical grouping. So I set the idea aside.<br /><br />Many garden books & websites recommend keeping a garden journal. I think a blog would be (for me) a good tool for doing that. So, that's what I'm thinking.<br /><br />Pictured: my two raised beds, between the sidewalk and the street. In the bed in the foreground I have two bush squash, a cuke which will climb the trellis, two little basil plants, nasturtiums, a variety of California poppy, and volunteer alyssum. In the background bed I have more Cal poppies, bush beans, pole beans, peas which are winding down, and a couple of cosmos in the background.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2