Holy cow, what a lot of work. Whose idea was all this gardening anyway? Well that’s July for you. Good thing someone invented lawn furniture.
I wanted to let you know how my various plant scaffolding aka arbors are working out. The weirder the better seems to apply, and that last-minute twig trellis, which you will recall in all its antler-looking glory from an earlier post, is doing its job with the cucumber vines.
Actually I am quite panicked about making pickles, which I don’t know how to do–because I planted a bunch of these vines for that use and they are starting to make cucumbers. The trouble is I pretty much spend all my waking hours guiding the plants up the sticks so I don’t have any opportunity to learn about pickling. (Maybe I can read in the night.)
In other trellis news, in spring we built a support on which to grow kiwi vines. Here it is three months ago in bleak April.
You can see two skinny kiwi vines planted in those little barrels, a boy kiwi and a girl kiwi. The barrels are open on the bottom so they are like raised beds which is helpful to kiwis when grown in clay soil and rainy winters like we have here. Anyway, this structure is adjacent to the larger long grape arbor, so the two come together in a sort of T shape and if the kiwis perish well the grapes will be happy to sprawl.
I planted some homegrown petunias and phlox in the pots too, because as you know I am all about beautification and also hiding rust.
The hollyhocks are in bloom so I will distract you with them now.
They are of course supported with stakes because I’ve personally observed that hollyhocks have heightened cellular density and actually experience increased levels of gravitational effect, as you might have learned if you had completed a double major in physics and botany which I didn’t but still. (I suppose it could be that you preferred English and like to read stories and write silly stuff.)
I used to have some dark red hollyhocks but I kind of rearranged plants last fall and the color was lost. And no I don’t know what that means but it’s what happened.
This one above is grown new this year from “red” seed but you can see the not-really-red outcome– so don’t count on anything like that working.
Which brings me to the new retractable clothesline. It works like crazy, and I do love drying the laundry in this fresh, primitive and economical fashion.
The round line-holding thing is mounted on the side of one of the kiwi arbor poles, and I almost plan to paint a Green Man face on the white housing. (Why would they make it white?) The line can be pulled across the yard and anchored on a little limb of a maple tree, then released back into the round thing when you’re done. (You’re never done until it rains.)
And just in case you think me some kind of technological Luddite, I will also report that I have new Internet service. Now, instead of sharing 5GB of data a month between two computers, we have 300GB. I live far from any buried cables so this achievement wasn’t simple.
The new system gets the data to and from my computer by bouncing it off a receiver on the hilltop house of a distant neighbor. The data volume makes it possible to stream movies or Rachel Maddow’s news commentary or YouTube bits showing how to execute directional lifted knitting increases. (I could also watch video tours of your garden so please post some right away.)
PS: This plant with heart-shaped leaves has suspiciously appeared.
I have let it stay so far, just for the foliage, but I don’t exactly trust it. You probably know what it is and if you tell me I will name it after you–not the whole variety of course, just this plant.
And if it’s a weed and I dig it up I promise I won’t call it by your name any more after it’s dead and wilted.