Sunny Days and Sundays

Siberian Iris

There is something about Sunday mornings that fills me with joy, especially sunny summer Sundays. It isn't because its the traditional day for church, because I don't typically attend church. I do, however, try to take the day off and forget about the cares of the world. In the summer, that means waking to the song of the robin and dreamily considering any garden tasks I have lined up for the day.

I take my coffee outside on Sunday mornings and spend some time listening to the birds and admiring nature. This Sunday I am contemplating finishing planting the garden. I have potatoes and peas to plant, which admittedly are going in very late this year, but my motto has always been that late veggies are just as sweet as early veggies and that it is never too late to plant a garden.

I have good reasons for planting late. Spring was extremely late this year and I've been busy redoing raised beds and building a few new ones, transplanting flowers and generally moving dirt around. One of my new additions to the perennial bed this year is Siberian iris. This iris came from the divisions of someone else's bed. It had been potted and I wasn't sure how well it would do this year. I tucked it into a raised bed and it's growing like a weed. I think I will even get blooms this year.

I also built a white birch fan trellis yesterday that will be the home of scarlet and heavenly blue morning glories. Stay tuned to pictures of the trellis and fence that I tucked into an unused corner of my backyard . . .

For now, I'm off to plant the garden and dream of red tomatoes, juicy peppers and fresh cukes.

                                                  Until Next Time . . . HAPPY GARDENING!