Eggplants
Big tomatoes
Little tomatoes
The death bed. Stuff in here isn't looking too good.
Mum's
the
word
Fading Queen of Hearts Petunias
More mums
Himself was weed whacking along the side of the house, but didn't have the heart to whack the hollyhock. In memory of Mitty.
Mutant Broccoli
Eh, wadamalone! In a makeshift greenhouse to keep out the critters
May the odds be ever in your favor.
You may or may not remember last week, I took a picture of the first watermelon. Himself had read on the Internet (so it must be true!) that you pick your watermelon by Labor Day. He picked it, and it was too early for picking. It tasted sweet but the color of the flesh was pale pink and the seeds looked more like beans. Something wasn't right. So far, he is leaving the other two alone.
Sedum
How does your garden grow?
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