February 7 – 53 F – crocuses are up. Rode my bike in short sleeves and shorts today. A little underdressed compared to the others, but I was comfy, so who cares.
While dumping my soda cans from the car into the recycle bin in the side yard, I observed the flowers sprouting, as many others have. The bee in the first shot was a surprise, being so early in the year. I guess the flowers and the critters are very confused…
Roger has had no success with growing dahlias the way that the local dahlia society advocates. Their literature says that you nip the side branches to force one large bloom, and you should dig the bulb out each year. Well, Roger can’t stand nipping the branches off since this kills off something which is living, and he has had no success over wintering the bulbs, so he leaves them in the ground and hopes for the best. When nothing comes up the next year, he buys some more. This is an example of the terrible things which happen when you leave the bulb in the ground from last year and don’t nip off any of the side branches. This plant has been flowering since at least July 4, the date I took another picture of it…
A fall surprise in the back garden.
Tons of cherry tomatoes (and a big one), which Roger planted.
The lighter orange ones are very tasty. I had a tomato and Cool Whip sandwich last night. Well, two of them actually. Yummy! Echoes of my childhood.
I also discovered a “joiner” pumpkin.
Pretty cool, because if I had actually tried to grow a pumpkin,
it probably wouldn’t have happened.
The garden is looking a bit forlorn these days. The mums are not going to put on much of a show. However, this is the right year for the zebrina hollyhock which puts on a good show every other year.
It turns out that Labor Day was a rest day for me – a four hour nap, and a couple of photos in the garden…