I'm not complaining about the summer. We endured one or two mini tornadoes (not so mini to the people who suffered trees crashing into their kitchens)but never a direct hit on my house.
Lots and lots of rain and just enough sunshine to remind us we're happy to not be sweltering.
This combination didn't do much for my garden plot.
The spinach washed out three times so I stopped planting it
A few tomatoes struggled through and left a small but satisfying harvest.
The beans were fine but the peppers never got past the starting line and the strawberries decided to wait for next year
The bird feeders hang from an iron garden arch where roses merge with the trumpet vine. Somehow it works.
Sometime during the lamentable growing season, I planted a pumpkin vine in that combo and what do you know--a pumpkin is actually thriving.
That's the wonder of it all--you spend the winter planning and sketching garden plots and buying seeds.
The actual growing part is hit and miss, at least in my little piece of heaven.
The birds and rabbits seem to like it here and soon we'll have pumpkin pie.
Come to thin of it, it was a beautiful summer.
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