Bitty Garden Tour

Oh, who am I kidding? This post is likely to have 527 photos.

A sad sight greeted my eyes last week (do pardon the tardiness—I also had surgery last week and recovery is taking a bit longer than anticipated): the first hard frost of the season, covering the grass and nearly-denuded trees and, of course, my veggie garden. Ben and I headed out to grab the last (green) tomatoes from the vine to ripen in the garage or be turned into some sort of preserve.

While most of the plants are indeed done for the season, my darling nasturtium actually doesn’t look bad and the youngest borage plants—borage being my other garden flower love—look as fresh as can be, and the same can be said for, of all things, the dill! The Brussels sprouts are fine, too, of course, and will probably taste all the better for the frost.

Baby “Hillbilly”

But for all intents and purposes, 2017’s growing season is over. This weekend I’ll put it to bed, though leaving up the still-blooming plants for as long as I can. Since it’s done for 2017 (my hopes of a winter garden setup having bitten the dust for the coming winter), why not a little tour?

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How about a brief, 50mm garden tour?

Yes, my little bug bath is crooked—the lampstand from which I built it is a bit wobblier than expected!

I’d something else planned, but who does not like a garden tour, even one vicariously taken? This post will also semi-explain last Friday’s semi-defection (I didn’t realize it was also the 13th until evening, and then, really, everything made sense). After working very hard in the garden beds Saturday, I headed out with my nifty fifty for some photographs. I was, it must be confessed, simply too tired (lazy?) to head back indoors for a wider-angle lens, for which I half-apologize, but I think the photographs turned out nicely regardless.

“Pesto Perpetuo” Basil—the spear-shaped leaves are so lovely.

As you know, I do love gardening, and this includes veggie & fruit gardening so we have additional healthy food to eat and put up for ourselves and others. Of course, this means working alongside nature, and nature is not always very nice. In this case, a few weeks after planting the heirloom seedlings I’ve been raising since seedhood, I wandered out to give everyone a drink only to learn that during the dark of night, something had slithered through the beds and eaten the top right off every single seedling!

*sigh* No doubt fellow gardeners can understand my upset. Hubby took it a little better, saying we’d head to our local nursery to pick up replacements (it’s too late to re-start most of the lost plants from seed), and that’s exactly what we did!

Of course, heading to the nursery is (for me) sort of like sending a child to a candy store.