Hoppiness is

I owe this blog much more than just a bunch of pictures of my not too fruitful garden after 6 weeks of silence but with the girls in the middle of the second week of K and 1st grade and me still trying to get a handle on our new "lifestyle" I'm not sure I can deliver tonight (I'm hoping to get this all loaded while the chicken strips coated in pastured egg, ground flax seed and panko oven-fry in some walnut oil...)  Lunch tomorrow for the Bubbles will be the aforementioned chicken strips, spaghetti squash (that I roasted earlier with some walnut oil and sea salt), crostini, and melon chunks.  Hopefully arranged artfully in their bento-style boxes, with a flower!  Maybe I'll remember to take a picture of that too...  But in the meantime, I am really really really proud of this picture (and not just the picture, of the subject too!):

Click on it - see it up close and gorgeous!  Happy happy hoppy hops!

So, another garden thing I'm feeling really happy about (because honestly, there isn't much this year -- tomatoes have wilt, carrots are lovely but few and far between, something ate the broccoli, something LARGE, not aphids or such, the cucumbers, well, typical cucumbers for me, etc etc...) is THIS!

OMG a PUMPKIN!  From the volunteer plant growing in the morel habitat (not the new plant I actually PLANTED).  So far I have SEEN one single female flower and I rather, um, forced her to do the deed.  So, I think I made this!

Other things that make me hoppy, I mean happy...

My magnificent ever growing rainbow chard.

Chive flowers with honey bees.

Everbearing strawberries.

Ripe strawberries.

Self seeding arugala.

A broccoli sprout from????  There are actually a dozen or so of these!  Volunteers always seem so much stronger in my garden so I'm hopeful this might become something great.

Yeah, like this crazy pumpkin!

Under the pumpkin, there grows some lovely baby chard!

More baby chard!

And all is not lost up above, in the sunny beds.

Figs!  I picked (and ate) two yesterday!  A dozen or so to come!

Bell peppers.

Dahlias!  Loaded with honey bee tho I couldn't capture a picture that way.

Yellow bell.

Banana peppers -- hmm, are these the sweet or the hot?  I never know until I cut in!

The blackberries have made an arch across the tipis.

And we do have SOME tomatoes.

Yellow crookneck.

I was hoping to find another rogue pumpkin back here, where the planted pumpkin has spread into the hops, but no.

Pumpkin-hop jungle.

What I found was this lovely spider!

And just one more time:

Acceptance

Mothers and gardeners have something important in common -- they both come to realize that there are things they can do, and things they can't; situations they can control, and those they can't. At some point they likely determine that there are fruits they can cultivate,  and some they just can't -- though, I'll admit, I have yet to concede anything in my garden or with my kids!

Today I spent a couple long, sweaty, itchy hours working on my tomato bed.  I pruned extra foliage and added strings and raised others to keep the tentacle-y vines "contained", off the ground, exposed to the ripening sun, free from molds and fungi.

I managed to tame this bed somewhat, to get it "under control".  But I turned around towards the pepper bed and realized there are tomatoes, volunteer tomatoes, that I will never control.  They sprout up every where.  And tend to take over.  This is the pepper bed.  And that is a big ol' cherry tomato vine lying on top of the pepper plants.

The only thing that is growing in this box that was actually PLANTED in this box is the dill, which you probably can't even see.  The tomato and the tomatillo are both volunteers.  And have taken over.

I decided to leave these PLANTED tomatoes to themselves (other than the store bought cages) -- no pruning.  I'm curious, this is an experiment -- the tomato plants themselves are store bought and therefore not as near and dear to my hearts as the little former seedlings in the big bed.

Despite encroaching tomato plants, I have managed to grow some nice peppers this year.  After a complete pepper failure last year, I'm enjoying these beauties:

I even picked a couple today.

I ate them in my lunch lettuce wraps and Gregorie made quick work of the carrot.  I did manage to grow her part bunny, part bear.

My carrots this year have not been that successful.  I do have this lovely bed of them growing though

and I can't bring myself to thin it!

I have decided that if my beans won't grow and my blackberries want to take over the tipis, so be it.

And I have resolved that sharing strawberries with the wild things is just part of the game.

I have learned that I CAN grow calendula and cucumbers (after several failed attempts),

But I cannot make my crookneck squash produce a female flower.

And while I cannot stop this planted pumpkin from overriding its cucumber neighbors

or this volunteer pumpkin from shading the chard seedlings,

I CAN make this pumpkin have sex.

By picking this male flower

And pollinating this female.

I left them stuck together for good measure.  

I can make (or at least help) the hops grow up the twine

but I can NEVER tame the mint, sage, or borage!

Frankly, the potatoes look a little out of control too!

I cannot make my husband clean up the dog poo.  But I can clean it up myself.  I'll spare you the picture.

And finally, I cannot keep my children from making messes.

But I can make sure they clean up!

At least most of the mess...