|Through the magic mangroves|
|So close and yet...|
|Yes, those are waterspouts! But...no rain for us|
|I planted squash, cantaloupe and cukes in my compost bin. This is one of them, probably the squash but I'll find out (if the iguanas leave the blooms alone). You can see by my not at all dainty foot how huge the leaves and bloom are.|
|Gardens feed the soul and the body|
|The blossom from the day before had closed, this is another from early morning today.|
Two kinds of basil, rosemary and mint. This was to be a gift until the chickens/iguanas/horse? got to it and it had to be started again, too late to give. Yet.
|Nancy's NJ garlic is thriving, along with spring onions and...something else that is doing fine but I forget what it was. Radishes? No. Ah well, another surprise if they make it that far!|
|My basil like this got eaten up. Iguana? Chicken? Who knows, but hooray and thank you!|
|Dill, marjoram, mint, and something I'm not sure of.|
|At first I thought it was yarn she had intricately woven. But it isn't that.|
|Rather, it's fishing net or line of some kind, with a lot of sea growth on it. Luckily it became art before it became the death of some hapless creature in the water. I love it!|
Have a find food freedom Friday. Do something fruitful.