ONE DAY…days before we were due to move in, when the world felt like a crazy, chaotic place because we had a triple and one million things to do, and it was h-o-t, and the house was still more construction-zone-than-home,
I came to the house after work to find this motely crew loitering the front stoop-
I rushed towards them with that gallon of water and cliff bars, knowing they’d spent the day agonizing over sanding the downstairs wood floors.
I ran to them so swiftly, that I completely overlooked this-
A garden. It makes me feel relaxed just typing that out. Drew threw this stone into the mix, taken from the old rain gutter catch. It’s made of stone (not sure which sort).
I admired the garden, then asked how the floors went. They told me they had been gardening ALL DAY. I scratched my head and aimed to politely smile and gush all “gee, whiz, that sure is terrific, misters.” And it was, but I didn’t understand, because these guys don’t mess around. I’m surely a gardener-not, but how had that taken all damn day? I shrugged internally, please either way.
We stepped into the house, cleaning out whatever trash had accumulated that day, as we were wont to do at the end of each day.
They then both stepped out back. I stayed behind, because I am a perfectly naive fool. And they called me out. And I stretched my neck round the door, looking to where they called, and totally overlooked (AGAIN) this-
I swooned, I leapt. I plucked a leaf from each herb and thrust them into my mouth, oohing and ahhing over the earthly sweetness.
ASIDE: Heather, mind the plant-name sticks, I REALLY need them! But I think of you each time I see them & chuckle over your imagined outrage and wish to rip them out.
They had made a real, life raised bed chock full of tomatoes, cucumbers, rosemary, cilantro, basil, thai basil, sage, thyme, and CHOCOLATE MINT. Yes, a herb that tastes like chocolate & mint. I KNOW. If only I had an oven to bake something delicious with that herb. For now, I am happy to simply pluck its tiny leaves and pop them into my mouth.
I’m not sure I’m adequately describing just HOW excited this garden made me. There is almost nothing I love to cook with more than fresh herbs. And the plastic grocery store packs make me cringe. BUT NOW, I have my very own. SWOON.
Drew, ever having an eye for design, had saved some piping leftover from the long-gone radiators for a rainy day (or at least until he had some strike of genius).
He wove it through the eight tomato plants and I think it’s JUST LOVELY. I was a complete and utter schoolgirl, all giggly and gushing over these glorious beauts.
We hope to plant an even larger raised bed along the back wall of the yard-
For now, leftover joists and wood are stored here for future wood-building needs. Beings July is almost over, I’m not sure we’ll have time to really plant anything this year. But I’m sure many of you would know better…puh-lease share your veggie knowledge, if we can’t plant anything til August…is there anything we can plant? I can only think of pumpkins. But I’m like, a dunce with gardening, so please, enlighten me!
To date, we’ve just completed our first harvest.
A single cucumber.
So green and puurrfect, right? Sigh.
The cucumbers have completely taken off actually, and have tons of small, budding, yellow flowers laced in their viney limbs.
You might notice the half-dead, uprooted rosemary. We’re not sure if it’s not doing well because the cucumbers have totally taken over, or if they were getting too much water. I’m going to replant this in a giant pot, and hope it flourishes like Sister Sar’s, (Drew’s sister has the bestest rosemary plant you could ever dream). I don’t have a picture of said plant, but I do have an equally sparkling pic of her-
(Again, happy birthday vato !)
OK, back to greenery. The herbs are buzzing with life, especially the basil and chocolate mint. AND we have a single, green tomato. I haven’t fallen in love as yet, as two years ago we attempted potted tomato plants. They stretched and flowered, but only ONE tiny tomato actually sprouted. We were still overly pleased. When it finally turned red, we decided to wait just one day more to let it REALLY ripen. And then a snotty-faced neighbor child PLUCKED IT. MY SINGLE TOMATO. GONE.
I have higher hopes for this budding babay. I’m slightly concerned nothing else has grown just yet. We had a lot of yellow flowers, but no tomatoes. Is this normal?
Overall, the beds appear to be getting on swimmingly, all lush and green.
As for the rusted out metal thingys, the drum is from Drew’s trash burning. Not sure what we’ll do with it just yet, but we have a clipping from an exceedingly hearty cactus that may just call that home. And the other piece is actually the interior of the original, blue Crown Boiler furnace. The thing is a complete monster, weighing a compact 300 or so pounds. We had to put it on a dolly and slowly wiggle it outback (with add’t help, thanks again JAY!). It hasn’t been placed so just yet, but we think it’ll look pretty cool amid our gardens someday.
SO, we may be lacking
- bathroom/kitchen sink
- kitchen in general
- 2nd story flooring
- 1st floor flooring (it’s partially sanded/stained but not finished)