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.
I am grateful that Robert Mueller is on the job because I have grown weary of the bully-in-chief. He’s bad for the world and worse than that for our nation. I like to read (I just finished Sherman Alexie’s The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven), garden, cook, and talk.
I love… holiday plans, Mason jars, twinkling lights, the smell of piney branches, a good book, Christmas ribbon, holiday cooking, cheery plaid skirts, the smooth feel of velvet, advent calendars, spiced cider, a steamy mug of tea on a cold night, soft nightgowns, a good book, address labels, morning coffee, cashmere sweaters, the smell of cedar, time to write, and the tired feel of a good workout.