I am joining Farmama in “Around the Farm/Around the Garden” Thursdays. Maybe I should call mine “Around the (wannabe) Urban Homestead”?
In our Page Street Community Garden.
Fern now has strawberry plant radar. She announces with gusto every gem that she finds, and often shares, handing me a pulpy remnant, squished with love.
Most of the berries she finds are in “public” plots, but this one, alas, is from your plot Gabriel! If it is any consolation, she savored the entire thing, even though it wasn’t ripe.
The Mugwort I planted last year is finally growing and, apparently, providing shelter for Mr. Sliffslak Slibberslak.
My Clary Sage is 6 ft. tall and in full bloom.
Poppies and the promise of many more. Yesterday Fern picked up the petals of one that had fallen on the ground. She smelled and licked, emitting little sounds of delight, and then she held it up to my dress (which happened to have similar flowers on it) playing mix and match. She’s only 21 months old! At this time last year she had just truly mastered sitting up and was light years away from crawling. Light years would be an apt measurement for development.
Heirloom Sweetpeas. (Hi Gabriel!). You can smell them from 5 feet away. Heavenly.
We’ve had a taste of real summer here in San Francisco for the past two days. My overall enjoyment of being alive skyrockets when the temperature creeps above 70 degrees. Warm sunshine is good for growing bellies, too. (Paper diaper + letting the hose run = sustainability FAIL.)
Delicious baby snack.
How does your garden grow?