As the end of June fast approaches, my garden is finally taking hold.
The veggie patch, with its good start and then stall, is now displaying real growth. Soon the lettuce, swiss chard, and peas will be ready for the pickin’.
The pea patch is small but looked forward to with much anticipation. These pods are meant for in-garden snacking only. And not just by me. Coco and Sadie love nothing more than chowing down on a few fresh pea pods. Once the season begins.. I am unable to enter the garden without them sticking their noses through the rungs of the lattice-like wooden fence, clamoring for their crisp little green treat.
My little lilac bush is in its glory right now. We planted this little bush so many years ago that I have forgotten what kind it is. I only remember that it is some kind of miniature and the word “French” keeps popping into my mind. The blossoms arrive later in the season than the more common purple lilacs and the colour is more pinkish. This year it has put on the most fantastic display. My entire yard is filled with its fragrance.
In our front we have a Scotch Pine that was planted by my husband the first summer we were in our house. It has done very well and now dominates the front yard. Nothing much will grow under its branches but these hostas seem to thrive in the pine cone bed.
Then there is the rose bush beside our front door. This too found its home soon after we did. It is a lovely Mordon pink rose (again.. can’t remember its correct title). In early summer it is absolutely full of the most beautiful pink roses. The sad part is that by late summer something attacks the leaves (not sure if it is a mold or fungus or what) leaving them tattered and lifeless. Twice I have dug deep with my shovel to get rid of this bush. Twice .. like the proverbial cat.. it has come back. I have finally come to accept it as being permanent. I enjoy its beauty will it flourishes and am coming to terms with its tattered look come the fall. There is probably some symbolism there.. but haven’t delved into it to deeply as yet.
I think one of my favourite flowers has come to be the African Daisy. I just love its happy delicate flowers, the best part being that they bloom all summer and into the fall.
No ramble about my garden would be complete without mention of my two gardening buds. The joy is always doubled when it is shared.
