Last summer and the one before I had maybe one vegetable to harvest from my garden the entire summer.
The Luxury Of Fresh Vegetables:
This year I feel like a queen and harvest fresh veggies every single day.
It really spoils me though. I won’t want vegetables from the grocery story come winter because you can’t match the taste of homegrown fresh food. You just can’t.
Grocery store vegetables taste like cardboard.
It’s so wonderful to just walk outside with my snip cutters, peer into the many leaves of the cucumber plants (there are two) and often I will see a great big cucumber I would have missed had I not been looking closely.
And I swear the peppers grow an inch overnight. The tomatoes are plentiful. So I have all these wonderful tasting vegetables along with whatever supper I come up with every night. Can’t beat it.
Ivy’s Quirky Ways:
Ivy has a way of sleeping that always strikes me as odd.
Either she’s sleeping with her paws up in the air as though someone is holding them suspended in the air with strings attached. Or she’s sleeping on her back or her legs are all splayed out.
Ivy is simply not your normal cat. I’ve had plenty of normal cats. Ivy is one of a kind.
When she stretches out she’s really long. And she has quirky ways and a personality that just keeps me laughing all the time.
The sun is out now. This morning I thought there might be another storm as the sky was gray and that feeling of an impending storm was in the air.
But then it went away and was replaced by bright sunlight.
Watering The Plants:
I will have to be sure to watch the cucumber plant through the French doors and note when the leaves are starting to wilt.
Then it’s time to water, which happens anywhere from twice to five times per day depending on the heat and the duration of it.
Mystery Basil Plant:
And then there’s this basil plant that inexplicably came up through a crack in the cement, as you can see. I did not plant it. Every year something comes up in this crack and I never know what it might be.
Oddly enough, no matter how hot it gets, that basil plant never wilts. And it’s got maybe an inch of dirt surrounded by hot concrete. I can’t figure that out.
Why is this basil plant more immune to the heat than the rest of my plants? Tis a mystery.