No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them. ~Aldo Leopold
The observatory houses a science museum with a Tesla Coil, a pendulum that moves with the earth’s rotation (eerily similar to the one in LOST), and lots of scales that show you how much you weigh on other planets (great for the self esteem).
I am hoping I get a ton of tomatoes this year. I am skeptical due to past years of rotten luck with them, but there are a few on the vine that look like they might pull through.
The color of the squash blossom is a deep tangerine. I keep debating whether or not to cut some of these blossoms off to try frying them in a batter. I will never forget the first time I ate a squash blossom. It was like a piece of Heaven melted in my mouth. Perhaps after some zucchini have come in, I’ll see if there’s any extra for some culinary experimenting!
The flower beds are also coming along. My roses look like absolute crap thanks to tons of ugly caterpillars having a chompfest on the leaves before the flowers faded. The swiss-cheesed hosta are recovering from a slug brigade. I made a trap with a container full of beer and they drowned happy deaths. I’m not sorry to see their nasty sticky trails disappear.
I bought a shabby looking plant at Lowe’s earlier in the season called Rock Purslane (Calandrinia) because I was so taken with the color of the flowers. It’s finally starting to settle into its new home and has begun blooming again. This is a tender perennial, so I’m hoping it can survive the winter and come back next year.
Every morning just before I leave for work, I do a quick walk around to look at all the new buds, new blooms, and new fruit showing up around the yard. It’s so exciting and so gratifying to see all the hard work of spring pay off with a colorful show in summer. There is still much to do: dig a space along the fence for more daylilies, figure out a better way to water the side garden, fight off the squirrels who are mangling my sweet pea planter.