Rowe - Where the air is clean, it's so quiet at night in the winter your ears hurt from listening so intently. The nights are completely dark except for the stars - millions of them. The smells are of nature, earthy, warm. The winters may be longer, the snow deeper, the house much colder but the trade is exhaust, the sound of cars, planes landing over your house and so much light pollution that you only see the major stars. I'll take Rowe any day and some day I will be there for good.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
The Weeds Are Winning
Not having blogged in a while I figured I'd dive back in
with photos of this years garden.
I planted a potager this year - can never seem to do just
rows. But after weeding this lovely design I'd like something
I can just run the tiller through.
The chard was beautiful, plentiful and very tasty.
Scarlet runner beans for the hummingbirds from lasts years seed.
Many of the sunflowers were volunteers this year. I just left
them when they were coming up. You can never have too
many - just ask the birds and the bees!
Just waiting for the bumper crop of tomatoes. Started
my own seed this year and was sceptical when I put those
scrawny little plants in the ground.
Seeds are the most amazing things to me. You just place
a tiny thing in the earth (or pots) and life just springs
forth. Preparing your beds for them takes a little time
but is worth it. You fuss over them a little as they are
coming up. They are little bits of faith and hope. I love
gardening. It slows you down and fills you with wonder.