Gifts from the earth

I loved reading your answers to the questions from yesterday’s post! Thanks for playing along with it.

Things are quiet here and thankfully the humidity wasn’t nearly as bad today. I feel for Diane in Seattle; they’ve had temperatures as high as 105, and only 15% of residents even own an air conditioner.

Today I grabbed the camera and made sure the macro lens was on it before heading out for a walk around the garden. It’s bordered along one side with a grape arbor and there are a lot of clusters. Maybe I’ll do up some grape juice when they’re ripe. I used to do that when my sons were little, having learned from a Mennonite woman who watched the boys for me while I worked part-time.

This is actually my husband’s garden. He took a patch of ground and turned it into this small wonderland where he grows sweet corn, sunflowers, tomatoes, peppers, herbs and squash. He also planted nasturtiums along one side and has a couple of morning glories that are really beginning to climb.

My husband tends this garden on a daily basis and it really shows. I enjoy watching its progress. Today as I snapped the photos above, I kept hearing the slight droning of a bee.

I stood up, with the tops of the tomato plants at eye level and could see little yellow flowers sprinkled here and there. A bee was slowly making its way down the row towards where I stood, methodically visiting every flower.

Indian corn is always fun.

It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood. A beautiful day for a tomato would

you be mine . . .

Oh, hello there, my friend.

Thanks for coming along on the walk with me. I planted a sunflower for you on [my other blog] today.

Until tomorrow, my friends . . .