If the garden looks dry to you in this picture, that’s because it is. We have had a hot dry spell, which the farmers making hay appreciate, but the garden is thirsty. What you see above is the white garden after a morning’s work yesterday, before the 80-degree weather got going. There’s more manure brought up from the barn, covered with a very heavy layer of old hay. This morning I set a few more rocks to hold the edge of one of the beds:The photo above is taken while I’m sitting on the little stone bench. Here’s the view a little more to the East:In the “front” of the white garden are three smallish beds edged with rocks on the short ends and branches on the long sides. In the back of the garden there is one big bed and one smaller one. The rock “walls” are mostly just a row of big rocks, but they look nice and are useful for holding the manure, dirt, and hay as I add them to the beds. The white garden now has all the original plants removed (except the white ones: Solomon’s Seal, which you can see at the corner of this picture). There are two white hydrangea shrubs planted and a few others, including white phlox, white echinacea, and garlic chives. Now it’s time to just let the garden settle, let the worms and other critters turn the manure and hay into garden dirt.
Meanwhile, the vegetable garden is producing up a storm, although we have to water it a lot. Here’s some veggies I gathered the other day and made into soup:To the right you can see the cukes that David is making into fermented pickles–kind of like kimchee I guess. He’s also making plain old vinegar pickles, started here with horseradish leaves, garlic, and dill seeds. Then he adds the cukes:We’ve been picking and freezing red raspberries, but we now have to work around the spotted-winged fruit fly, which lays eggs in the berries. The berries then have tiny worms in them as soon as they get ripe. Each berry has to be inspected, which is kind of a pain–the worms are tiny, so you really have to look. And we have to pick them slightly before they’re fully ripe. Apparently there’s no way to get rid of this new little critter. The insect is officially called “Spotted Wing Drosophila. Never a dull moment!