I chose not to move the columbine. White circles are two peppers.
Click on photo and you get a slightly larger version that shows numbered pepper plants!
Since yesterday was a killer day and since it is supposed to rain tomorrow, I issued a priestly (not godly) admonition to the secretary and organist/choir director and told them to go home and enjoy the beautiful afternoon. I could do so since they were already out the door :)
Though I cannot have the huge vegetable garden of years past because there simply is not the space, at least I can put in a few things so today I put in my pepper plants. If they all survive, I'll have a nice crop of good and hot peppers. I thought I had bought fewer than in years past but forgot the six I had ordered from a colleague who started peppers, heirloom tomatoes (they may go in self-watering containers) and fox glove for me. All told, I think I have 32 plants. Four of them look in extremis, four of them need help but the others may make it.
Since I have joined/bought shares in a CSA farm co-operative, I can get the fresh potatoes, beans, green stuff throughout the summer. That will take care of my need for decent, fresh and local veggies. Sure, it won't be the same as going out and digging my own potatoes but it will tide me over until I figure out how to tame this back yard.
There is a nasty vine that is all over the spot where my pepper patch is. Also, the pepper patch is right next to the raspberry patch. I think I have dug up all the roots but I know better. They are a lot easier to extract than black berries! I decided to keep the columbine and also some lady's mantle.
Whatever photo I put up, you will be singularly unimpressed but this little garden is better than nada. Moreover, it is a Proustian moment, une mémoire affective, that takes me back to 13 Junes of planting my veggie garden.
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