This spring, I decided to attempt a raised bed garden. I bought a Lifetime Raised Garden Kit (incredibly easy to put together, and half the Amazon price at Costco at the time, although mysteriously no longer for sale there), and planted some seeds. Mostly peas, because I am and always have been addicted to garden fresh sweet peas. It’s a trait my children have inherited – even Johnny, who typically refuses to eat anything that isn’t white, tan, or dyed a disturbingly bright color.
Here is my young garden, complete with a visiting frog (testament to just HOW much water we got this spring).
And here is our garden now – thriving and possibly even overgrown. I didn’t bother labeling my plants, somehow imagining that I would remember where I planted everything. Of course, I forgot as soon as I planted the seeds. So that gigantic plant sending vines out into the lawn is either butternut squash, zucchini, or watermelon, but I have no idea which one. I spent the first nearly-seven years of my life living on my Grandpa’s farm, but left with no knowledge. Not surprising, given that my method of “helping” was to build dams in his irrigation ditches – and looking adorable in exchange for thoroughly unmerited tips at our pick-up-based farm stand. Much to the frustration of my more ethical siblings who were too busy doing work to get tips. And older. Cuteness fades as you age – sad, but true.
This blossom is from the watermelon/butternut squash/zucchini plant growing in our other planter. Many of the leaves on this plant are over 12 inches in diameter! If you know what either one of these is, I’d love to hear it!
Gorgeous, delicious sweet peas! We have enough to pick quite a few every day. We eat them while Mike is at work; he’ll have to sneak out there sometime to taste some of them.
We have HUGE strawberry plants from last year, but something eats them like mad. Chipmunk? Squirrel? Wild turkey? Emma caught a wild turkey eating our sweet peas, and she went after that wild turkey in a most admirable fashion! We haven’t seen them near the garden since =)
Whatever eats the strawberries is probably smaller, because it has never been caught, and this is the closest we’ve been to seeing strawberries this year.
And this is the closest we get to having blueberries. So cruel. They are pretty, at least.
Are you gardening this year? I’d especially love links to garden posts this week! Links back are appreciated, but not required.