Oregano, keeping it real.

My parsley is finally making its debut.

Basil and carrot action.

My beautiful chard experiment.

The little cilantro that could!

What’s going on in the herb garden as of NOW.

Not too shabby.

The bed I installed to keep my kids off of that stump…so far it’s working.

My black bean, I assumed was a bush bean until it sent out a “climber”.  You live, you learn.

Sugar-pie pumpkin #2, stone sink-ing it up, trellising on the fence.  It’s working okay, the stem-boring beetles have attacked it though.  I only hope it stays alive long enough for the fruit on it to mature.

The stem-boring beetles eat a hole in the stem and it kills the plant, notice the yellow.

This one isn’t doing as well as the pumpkin on the trellis.  It is experiencing a lot of blossom drop.

I tied this on to give it support and later in the day it grew ever so much and broke free from the restraints I tried to keep it under.  Nobody keeps my pumpkins down!

Yeah, not so much.

By the by, Paul dug up over 200 pounds of potatoes!

He deserves big props, for it was no small task digging them all up.

Our first run of squash are almost done, a new run were planted about a week ago.

This is a carving pumpkin in its infancy.

Cantaloupe melon (yuck), I hear some people like these.

Watermelon!  Do a little dance.

Bottle gourd blossom.

Oliver helping Paul out.

Did I mention over 200 pounds of potatoes?

This is a broad view of my flower bed, inviting all of the pollinators into the space.

Some more pumpkins in the mix.

A view of this way.

Watermelon mania!  Do another little dance.

Whoop!  Whoop!

A view of that way.

Pie pumpkin out in the field.

Just to let you know, this is a pumpkin called “Big Max”, can you say county fair winner?

Okra!  I just cooked some for the first time in my life tonight and let me tell you something, all of you non-southerners, okra is delicious!

Pickle me PLEASE!

MMMMmmmmmmmmmm.

Currently turning all of that basil into pesto.

The never ending post, it’s okay, almost over.

Me, trying to be edgy.  But then there’s my foot.

Back view of my “keep off the stump” garden.

I’m proud of this fruit right here, love you boo.

The newer babies, thing 1 and thing 2.

The new space for the bigger babies, there’s five of them.  Thanks for checking out these pictures, sorry for the jumbled order, I don’t blame you if you need to get a drink right now.  Actually, that sounds like a great idea.  Until next time.

Every time I go outside, I head straight for my planting beds.  I assess the backyard first, then venture on the the main “op”.  It’s chronic, sometimes ten times a day, I look at the same pumpkin, the same chard, the same beans.  Any new growth?  Mostly no, but sometimes yes.  I don’t know what I’m looking for exactly.  I guess I want my plants to show me their eyes and mouths and tell me what’s up, that it will be a great season.

This is a pie pumpkin that I am compulsive about checking.  I’m happy with its progress.  I constructed tee-pee for it to trellis on.  So far so good. I have counted up to seven fruit on it, however, each time I count I find one more or one less.

I check this bad boy ten times a day, expecting it to be doubled in size.

Babies, babies and more babies!

I love this plant.