Just Another Day...

We worked in the garden last night. We planted one row of lettuce that someone (Dear Mrs. M) had given to us. I want to plant lettuce seeds in another row as well. We also got some beet seeds planted. Now, I have to be watching those chickens to make sure they are not digging up my seeds. We also planted a few marigolds and put up some of our tepees. My adirondack chair is out by the garden. My back has been giving me a bit of a problem, so I would do a little and then sit for a few minutes. While I was sitting this robin came to look for worms in the garden.


I just love how the tepees look in a garden. Ginny (once Mrs. M) did that in her garden one year and I loved it. So, this will be my second year for tepees. Last year I grew birdhouse gourds and beans on them. This year, I will do the beans and all my cucumbers are going on tepees. I saved my sunflower stalks from last year to make this years tepees. The ones you see in the picture below are for the cucumbers. I have not put up the ones for the beans yet.


The tomatoes are small but pretty healthy looking. The peppers are doing really well so far. Last year my peppers did NOTHING!!! They were a waste of time and money. I planted one row of sweet onions and a row of red onions. The red onions are doing very well, but I am not even sure the sweet onions are going to make it. =( I may have to go and get some more. There really are plants in this picture. They are just very hard to see.


This comfrey plant grows beside my house. I dug it up and transplanted it somewhere else. It is doing well in the other spot too. This keeps coming up. I have dug it up at least 4 times to give to people and it keeps on coming back. =)


I love to see things hanging on a clothesline. I always think of my Mom when I hang up clothes. Hers were always perfect and in order. She would tell me the best way to hang things, so that they would dry either quicker or without leaving clothespin marks. Man, do I miss her. How can just seeing a clothes line bring on a tidal wave of grief. Sorry....