The garlic harvest, which came out of the ground a week before the 4th, was small this year. I can't decide if a bunch of it just didn't grow or if I'm just remembering the amount I planted incorrectly. (If you will recall, I was just about 8-ish months pregnant at planting time, so it's certainly possible that it felt like I was planting more than I did.)
My roses think they've died and gone to England with all the rain we're having.
But my cosmos (that great, green bush-y patch behind the roses) is refusing to bloom at all. I have the heartiest hedge of cosmos leaves I've ever seen, but have only had one flower thus far. My flower expert friend suggested that it could be the rain/relatively cooler weather or it could be excess nitrogen (always a danger when you're composting with chicken poop). Either way, I'm really hoping they eventually bloom; I miss their sunny faces.
I continue to dig up carrots here and there. Even the biggest ones are small, but we are getting enough to eat. We really focused on amending the soil to make them happy this year--tons of sand--and I think it's helped.
Confession: I don't really know what this is. I planted luffa gourds first, but when it looked like they weren't germinating I ordered squash seeds. By the time the squash seeds got here, the luffas were growing, so I just interplanted the squash. I'm excited to start getting some blossoms so I can see who won.
The starling squatters on our back porch have learned to fly. It goes against my nature to murder the young of any species, but one more round of scrubbing up mulberry colored bird poop might push me off the edge. The second they move out, our porch is getting sealed up like a bank vault.
But, to end on a high note, we harvested our first blueberries today! I've had to cover the pot with netting to keep the critters away, but fresh blueberries are definitely worth the trouble.