
Lately there’s been a few different types of mushrooms popping up in the straw mulch. I’m no mycologist, and I’d like to learn more. This one’s not going to make it to our dinner plates!

Lately there’s been a few different types of mushrooms popping up in the straw mulch. I’m no mycologist, and I’d like to learn more. This one’s not going to make it to our dinner plates!

Most of the cacti in the bathroom bay window survived a month without water just fine. But this one’s looking a little worse for wear.

Ah, so good to be picking dinner from the garden again. Travelling is nice, but so is coming home.

Wendy Whiteley’s secret garden has been on my to-visit list for years. It was just as magical as I’d expected.

Yesterday I popped some seedlings into the remaining gaps in the veggie beds, with hopes of October meals. This morning, the mizuna has been entirely eaten by slaters. That’s a problem to solve on our return. Today we fly!

The fruits have a long maturity time; hopefully this one can hang on for the requisite months.

Our strawberry guava tree is busting out all over with fruit in varying stages of ripeness. We usually leave them for the birds to eat, though sometimes I’ll gather enough to extract a cup or two of juice. We preferred the lemon guava, but sadly that tree died after a few spectacular crops.
When looking up its Latin name, I learned that Psidium cattleyanum is (a) named for English horticulturist William Cattley (1788 – 1835) and (b) considered the most invasive plant in Hawaii. So many unintended consequences, when we move biota around the world.

Baby bok choy, kale, zucchini, and purple beans. Just a few, in the stew.

‘Tis the season.
