After what seemed like endless limbo, some of my watermelon seedlings got the urge to grow. I wonder if there's still time for them to produce before the first frost.
A couple weeks ago I suddenly remembered we have hoses and a pump near the garden. Mother Nature also began to chip in two nights ago. These Georgia candy roasters look grateful.
Here's a sister squash, a late-blooming butternut.
"Enough with the squash," says Virginia. "Don't you have something foreign?"
How about Chinese?
These Chinese "yard-long" green beans offer two advantages: (1) one bean is equivalent to five or more regular-sized green beans; and (2) I don't have to bend over to pick them.
For another "foreign" project, a cellist friend from the Eastern Shore sent me several of her pomegranates. I planted the seeds in a big pot in my greenhouse last Fall, then waited and waited, faithfully watering a couple gallons of dirt. Finally, in late Spring, green appeared. Weeds? I don't know for absolute sure, but I transplanted them anyway, into smaller pots filled with super-rich soil donated by a friend. Thank you, Scott.
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