july 24

Madam Maidenhair Fern lives next to a downspout under the canopy of a maple. And she thrives. Unfortunately the slug likes it to. Also, can we campaign to change the name of this fern from ‘maidenhair’ to something that doesn’t scream that a reclusive white male lusting after a virgin didn’t name her? Personally, I think “Shady Mojito” would do the trick.

july 23

Quaking oat grass makes me giddy. If the devil’s in the detail, I am quite impressed with that scallawag.

july 21

A very common Green Darner dragonfly, but not common for this garden. His prolonged presence tells me I’m doing something right.

july 20

from a distance. i’m working on appreciating what’s here. but man, do I love a full garden and we are just not there yet.

july 17

This might be the 3rd or 4th post I’ve made about cilantro? Apparently this herb/flower/seed is something I never knew I needed in my life until this year. Just look at how they sing! When these seed heads dry out, I’ll gather them and grind them up. After all, they are coriander.

july 16

Thalictrum - a long beloved favorite of mine that I finally indulged in this year. I cannot wait for these fairy bells to open.

july 14

Progress shot! About a month ago (june 17), I posted a photo from this same spot. Progress feels slow, but it’s coming along. Despite the rabbit’s best efforts.

july 13

This picture does not do justice. This starflower scabiosa and honeywort dance together in their scales of purple-blue. I adore an unlikely combination. I planted these next to each other by pure chance. Neither of them were planned sowings. I just had the seeds and thought “what the hell.” What the hell indeed.

july 11

Strawflower. One of my favorites. Their petals are crispy. They’re basically the tortilla chips of the garden.

july 10

marigolds being an additional protector of the tomatoes. their smell helps keep small tomato-eating pests away. #grownfromseed

july 8

I’ve never loved Dianthus. But this one - Georgia Peach - has caught my fancy. The internet says rabbits will eat. Maybe if I split her and plop her between the chives, she’ll stand a chance.