Three days of storms, and suddenly the garden is looking like a garden. This end-of-May/June time is my favorite, I think. Lots of possibility still. Cool mornings to work. And plenty of time to pretend July isn't going to happen.
Up top: the whole garden, with new and improved chicken fencing. (Taller, but still not keeping the very youngest girls in. We're considering a hot wire. And by "considering" I mean we've purchased it and just need to find time to install.)
Then: our glorious bed of "walking" onions. I love how otherworldly they look. Plus, you have to enjoy a vegetable that takes care of itself so well.
Next: ahh, the roses. They're sweethearts, but they're ticking me off. My goal is to have a hedge of yellow roses. But one of the yellow plants died last year, so I had to replace it. Imagine my surprise when the new plant--very clearly labeled yellow--bloomed pink. A call to the nursery for a replacement is on the to-do list.
Second-to-last: my sage is blooming! I know that you aren't really supposed to let herbs bloom, but I've never had sage that was happy enough to make flowers before, so I'm letting her go to town!
Tail-end: And some babies! Cucumbers, to be exact. They were a little slow to germinate, but some nice warm rain has them popping up like gangbusters.