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Contrary to me, hopefully you’re bringing in your garden’s harvest.  Speaking of gardens, I wonder how mine’s doing?  I abandoned it two months ago when we made our journey to the depths of CA, otherwise known as the OC.  We came down for a number of reasons, the biggest one being to get Jer in the recording studio for his next album.  But back to my beloved garden…

I’ve wanted to grow gardens forever, but every year, something keeps me from starting one.  I’ve grown various plants in pots (tomatoes, a few herbs, blueberries…), but my dream is to have huge veggie, tea, and herb gardens, berry patches, and a little fruit and nut orchard.

Here is what I left at the end of June (pathetic that I took pictures of my plants, I know, but what’s even more pathetic is I’m posting them!  What can I say, I even love tiny gardens!):

 

Our little starts

Our little starts in April

 

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We had to leave our sunflowers right as they started budding! 😦

 

Blooming Zucchinis (I wonder how they tasted)  Waaaa!

Blooming Zucchinis (I wonder how they tasted) Waaaa!

Muskmelons

 

My son's "candy corn"

My son's "candy corn"

We also have tomatoes, bell peppers, oregano, blueberries in a pot, and a lime tree, but I sadly have no pictures of them.  🙂

My house-sitting BIL has given word of my sunflowers: they have already bloomed and are now drooping.  😦

I suppose this is entry one of my new garden journal.  It can only grow from here!  Hehe.

PS: Here’s a picture of one of the many sunflower fields we passed driving down the 5:


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Drought weights the trees, and from the farmhouse eaves
The locust, pulse-beat of the summer day,
Throbs; and the lane, that shambles under leaves
Limp with the heat–a league of rutty way –
Is lost in dust; and sultry scents of hay
Breathe from the panting meadows heaped with sheaves.

– from "The Rain-Crow" by Madison Cawein (1865 – 1914)

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