I love the sound of rain and have enjoyed days of listening to the steady rhythm of it. I enjoy the dimmed light from cloud cover and the smell of wet soil.
In between downpours I’ll make a dash out the front door trotting through the trees in the chicken yard and on to the backyard garden to see how seedlings and transplants have fared.
The French marigold seedlings have made their way through the soil, it’s only been a matter of days since I sowed them near the sweet potato bed. They were reliable two years ago and proved themselves reliable again this year.
The potted datura has formed something - a massive blossom, a seed pod? I never imagined it would look like it does.
The mint is in her glory and the thyme as well.
There are a host of mushrooms thriving in just about every part of the garden, their super power being that their spindly stems are strong enough to hold a cap but wither when grasped to pull from the ground. I can only ever manage to remove half the stem.
And my sweet potatoes? It seems that only about half the slips were viable, the other half are now little black stems standing in place.
Overall, my little Eden is thriving. I might add here that so is my imagination. I want to sow, sow, sow! I want to fill every nook and cranny. There is room for more cucumbers if I remove the spent parsley from last year which has since bolted and gone to seed. My speckled trout lettuce is way past it’s prime and ready to be replaced by I don’t know what. The miniature chocolate bell peppers seeds that I bought from Seed Savers Exchange? Maybe. If I plant the peppers now they would mature by August, but the heat; I have to factor in the heat that will inevitably follow this rain and then linger growing more intense as the months pass.
I have a never ending source of wonder growing at my feet. It’s just the most beautiful thing.
A datura blossom forming - I think
Maybe a blossom or the seed pod - it does look very much like the seed pod, but if it hasn't bloomed yet, it's gotta do that first, duh.
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