My youngest son Kyle, ratted me out yesterday. He told the life guard that I make ice pops out of leftover juice, like watermelon. I'm sure the life guard is trying to figure out where one purchases watermelon juice to make these ice pops. Not to worry, its only a matter of time before Kyle tells him that the juice comes from the bottom of the bowl of watermelon after all the pieces are gone. Kids, you've got to admire their honesty, no matter how much it makes you cringe.
The boys have been helping me a lot with my gardening. I've transplanted some of my container plants into the ground here to see how they fair in the shadier, more acidic soil. I've attempted to make the conditions more hospitable using compost from our very busy worm bin. Its truly amazing how quickly the worms create useable compost. I've also moved some of the plants still in containers to different locations to see how they do as well. I'm hopeful that I've found a permanent location for my strawberry bed but only time will tell.
I have really begun to enjoy having fresh herbs at my fingertips. The purple basil is the most exciting herb that I'm growing but I think that just because I started it from seed and it actually grew.
My collards have been under attack from some green worm that I assume is a cabbage worm. Picking the nasty little things off the plants and scraping away what I think are the eggs, has become a daily event. It seems to be under control now. Whatever the little things are, they have no interest in my swiss chard, beet greens or turnip greens.
The boys have both been helping me create borders around some of these gardening spots with bricks left over from an earlier project. Its funny how adding a simple border can give a project a finished look.
Jim's having some gardening adventures of his own in Dutchess. He just informed me that some of the Jerusalem Artichokes are now taller than he is. We planted three varieties and the favorite will be planted up here next year.