I missed my regular apple tree posting on July 1st because I was in Alaska (I so love being able to write that), but I'm back on track now. I had nearly a dozen apples on the trees earlier this spring, but the master gardener (hi Dad!) warned me that the trees wouldn't be ready to handle it, so I culled the crop per his instructions.
The bunnies and other backyard wildlife staff took care of the rest and I am now down to just one apple. That's okay, because the trees are still toddlers and they need time to mature before I can turn my backyard into my personal you-pick farm.
In the meantime, things in the garden are coming along fairly well, especially taking into account the summer's heat. I've only watered the garden, so the back half of the backyard looks great while the rest of the lawn struggles (e.g., cuts down on my mowing chores). In the photo below, you can see the sun-burned hostas to the left; it's been an awfully hot, dry summer.
The cannas planted in full sun are looking impressive. The tomatoes look promising. There are fresh garden flowers in the house. I'm just a few days away from enjoying fresh tomatoes. My garden overfloweth.
Just when I think Donald Trump can’t be more disgraceful, he manages to be worse. Living in hope is a challenge with this government in charge and yet I will persist. I like to read (I just finished Elena Ferrante’s My Brilliant Friend), garden, cook, and talk.
I love… fireflies at twilight, lanterns with tiny lights, my freshened front porch, laughter, air conditioning, visits to my fairy garden, tomato blooms, flower bouquets, tiny zinnia flowers, antique Mason jars, striped t-shirts, iced tea, summer’s relaxation, a pile of books to be read, chambray napkins, supper on the back deck, sleeping in, birds chirping, backyard bunnies, cutting the grass, and the sweaty feel of a good workout.