(075: Hiding in the asparagus bed. Photo © 2009 by Robin)
In one’s garden a person may be one’s own artist without apology or explanation. Here is one spot where each may experience the ‘romance of possibility.’
~ Louise Beebe Wilder
The garden has been coming along well. The weeds have been thriving and flowering. Some sort of squash has volunteered to come up on its own. I suspect it’s the hubbard, but I’m not sure yet.
I’m almost finished weeding the aparagus bed. Seems like I’ve been working on it forever and whenever I think I’m almost finished, I find that I’m not. Most of the weeds in the above photo are no longer hiding in the asparagus bed. Sitting under the asparagus ferns is one of my favorite places to be lately. I have my own little secret garden in there, weeds and all. As we established last year, my garden has pretty weeds with lots of flowers, making it a beautiful place to sit and ponder life, the universe, and everything.
(Looking through the asparagus ferns. Photo © 2009 by Robin)
Yesterday I yanked out the lettuce and bok choy. They had bolted. (I wish I could draw cartoons. The visual I’m getting from that last sentence is funny — lettuce and bok choy bolting/escaping from the garden because the gardener is doing a terrible job of keeping up with the weeds.) The bok choy never really grew the way I thought it should. I don’t know if it has something to do with the variety I planted or my laziness when it came to thinning it out. I suspect it’s the latter. I’m going to plant more lettuces and bok choy in the fall, along with some swiss chard. I’m also going to try not to be so lazy.
There it is. The yummy salad I mentioned in yesterday’s post.
One of the things I forgot to mention is that the herbs in the salad and the dressing also came from my garden. I added fresh basil to the salad, and fresh oregano and pineapple mint to the dressing.
No time to do much more than a quick post. I’ve got a busy day ahead of me so I’d better get to it.
(Romaine lettuce still firmly planted in the garden)
Isn’t that one of the prettiest vegetables you’ve ever seen? It’s a head of romaine lettuce that I grew. Or planted so it would grow. Or something like that.
Because the weather has warmed up considerably, I picked it yesterday. I wanted to be sure to get it before it bolted. Does romaine bolt? I should have looked that up. At any rate, it’s getting too hot for the poor lettuces. I think our salad days for this season are almost over. In terms of lettuces, that is.
I used this head of romaine in a salad for dinner last night. Tastiest. Salad. Ever. I served it with some of the red romaine lettuce (not pictured), orange bell pepper, slivers of parmigiano-reggiano cheese, and a lemon-garlic dressing that I made. Very yummy and refreshing. I’ll post the picture tomorrow. I like to keep one on stand-by in case I don’t get around to photographing food every day.
On the good news front: M the Younger has landed a job in Colorado. Yay!!! With the date of the move quickly approaching, it was beginning to be more than a worry. How in the world were M the Younger and his fiancee going to be able to pay the rent? Utilities? Buy food? Fill up their gas tanks?
The job acquisition is a big load off of the minds of those of us involved, especially those of us who have agreed to cosign on their lease (that would be M the Elder and myself).
On the bad news front: The problem with the fish in our pond is now officially a fish kill. M the Elder found 18 dead fish this morning. We’ve decided the only thing we can do is wait it out.
The problem stems from too much dead vegetation decomposing in the pond. The decomposition process sucks up most of the oxygen in the water, oxygen the fish need to survive. We’re hoping the heat will speed up the process so that the water will clear and all the fish won’t die off. There are thousands of fish in that pond so hopefully once nature takes its course we’ll still be left with more than a few.
M the Elder and I had lunch today at the Erie Station Grill. It was ok. The service was good, and our waitress was friendly. The food was just ok. In all fairness to them, I ordered a just-ok type of sandwich — a BLT. M had the veggie wrap which was also ok. Both were served with french fries. M ordered their homemade chips, but they were out of them.
We may or may not go back. It was one of those places that neither impressed nor overly (or overtly) disappointed. Very appropriate, I suppose, for someone who said they’d likely be a mediocre superhero. 😉
This is the row of mesclun mix. Pretty, isn’t it? (What you can’t see, but only get a glimpse of, is the row of weeds to the left of the lettuces. I need to get out there and do something about that.)
I keep waiting for it to bolt, but the nights have been cool enough to deter that from happening. All in all, it’s been an unusually cool summer. Very nice for lettuces.