Beans

After a few days of rain intermingled with a few hot sunny days, the beans are coming up. So exciting. I think just germinating seeds are incredibly cute. Is that strange? I hate the idea of "thinning" them and so rarely do. That would be like culling puppies (okay, well, not just like, but. . . ). The tiny plants are so filled with energy and promise. And this year, if I get enough beans, I'm going to can! Dilly Beans! Spicy pickled beans! Watch out!

beans

So, back in Cincinnati, the deer have been decimating my family's bean crop on the farm. This is frustrating my mother to no end. . . and I hate to rub it in:

but we don't have deer in Cicero.

I (bean) heart you, Mom!

summer is awesome

I've been so caught up in work and my artwork and my friends' good news and tragedies, that I've been more or less ignoring the garden. Luckily, it's been raining every few days and the husband waters pretty faithfully. So, it's been chugging along without me.

But I decided to take stock today--do a little weeding, plant basil in back (for pesto!) and hostas out front (for curb appeal!) and give the whole thing a once over. And this is what I found:

out of nowhere. . . zucchini

My first nasturtium flower.

tiny baby green beans.
we'll be rolling in them soon.

and l.p. thinks gardening is pretty serious business.

Beans

The beans are even pretty before they go into the ground.

so lovely from their point of view