I went downstairs to make my morning coffee and looked out on the deck. I saw an ocean of wilting, dispirited looking plants. The tomatoes and basil were the worst. So, before I even had my first cup, I played Mother Nature and rained on all the deck plants. Our poor veggies are so far behind this year…almost no rain and lots of what we here in New England call Triple H…hazy, hot and humid. We ate snap peas for a week, but they have stopped producing. The only things that are thriving are the potatoes, the squash and pumpkins and the volunteer sunflowers (under the bird feeders). Oh, and the Boy’s bog garden is flourishing…my violets have leaves as big as dessert plates and the mint is abundant.
Happily married for a million years, Grammy, Mom and Mum-in-Law, kitties Sophie and Phoebe and best dog in the world Boo! Community theater actor and director, currently on sabbatical. Happy library volunteer and amateur (translated to lover of) photographing nature. Avid reader (via Kindle on my iPhone) of fiction. In love with Midcoast Maine.