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52 Shades of My Veggie Patch: Week 19


Summer 2013

So, going on a last minute holiday for the hottest week of summer EVER known to mankind and leaving your garden to be watered by a friend turned out to be in one sense, not the best idea in the world. The holiday itself was awesome though, and definitely worth any shrivelled plants that are a result of it.

Ok, so my friend did a great job watering every day, but the sun was just too hot. There were casualties in the veggie patch and in the ornamental garden too.

My peas are gone, as is the Vietnamese mint. The capsicum still are on the edge of death (as they have been since I planted them) and the eggplant looks pretty shakey too!

On the upside, my tomato plants are all weighed down with masses of fruit just waiting to turn red (or yellow or green with stripes as some of them are destined to be). They are a success so far.

There are more pumpkins appearing and zucchini too. Which is great because I bought this awesome kitchen thingy that very easy and quickly turns zucchini into pasta!! No more carbohydrate pasta guilt for me.

I have finally pulled out the kale and will get the chard out soon too leaving some space for some new seeds.

I know, I know. So far the only success with seeds has been the pumpkins. But I am an optimist at heart so I will find something to plant this week to fill the space. And you will probably read about my unsuccess with it in the next few weeks. Ho hum.


End of Summer


“People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy.”~Anton Chekhov

People are saying summer is over. It was here so briefly, but I fiercely enjoyed it. My new garden was built for a hard Australian summer. Designed for a dry spell but looking so far from the desert that those words conjure up. It’s like no other garden I have ever known, but the exact garden I have always wanted.

There is stone, rust, wood, fragrent lavender, grasses all the colours of the rainbow. Beautiful ornamental trees that twinkle in the wind juxtaposed by the hard, strong lines of manmade structures so beautifully interwoven. I am in love.

Japanese blood grass is divine. It looks like it might be sharp to touch, but it tickles like a feather as I run my hand along the top. The “hairy garden” of  carex is the perfect spot for our cat to lurk. When I open my eyes in the morning I look out my window and I see nothing but feather reed grass and blue sky.

I love it best when the shadows are long- early in the morning or late in the afternoon. In the morning it is coated in diamond glistening dew. In the evening it fills me with smells and radiates warmth.

So what? Summer IS over. That’s ok. I think this garden might be magic all year round.