One of a kind timer.

“Would you count to twenty and then do the same for the next tall plant and the next one?”

“Right here, mama?”

I hope these little bean flowers make food before the heat causes them to keel over.

Not everything out of place is unwanted in its place.

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Sweet sweet earth

Sometimes, when harvesting sweet potatoes, I miss one.

Usually, they rot through the winter.

Sometimes, they don’t.

If only they tasted nice at this size.

Thankfully, there were first-year neighbors underground.

A July morning jungle

The lines were drawn and the advancing vines paid no heed.

Sweet potatoes marching on pumpkin. Watermelon winding through to climb abandoned tomato cages.

A butterfly weed returned to hearty trumpets.

The okra is starting to synchronise. We may soon see more than one per plant per harvest.

And a zinnia has shouldered its way through the green beans to feel the sun on its head.

Dig deeper.

If at first you find only frustration and disappointment…
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Dig deeper.

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It’s not quite the fifty pounds from a few years back, but for the size of that planting and the size of this one I’d say it’s a tie. 28 pounds of sweet potatoes and I’m pretty sure I missed a few that dove down or escaped under the planks to the edging paths.

And while I felt a month late, apparently I’m 11 days earlier than 2012. Also, note to self: if you want to turn questionably nutritious soil into glorious earth sow sweet potatoes first. Now what to sow tomorrow to keep it lovely until spring?