Saturday, June 8, 2013
Spy On This
With much of the country ranting and raving about the emerging surveillance/police state, I thought I'd take a break and give the NSA/Homeland Security/FBI something to relax with, in their fascist, secret courts, secret legal interpretations snooping. LOL. Sorry the pics aren't sunnier, but the sun seems to have abandoned us here in the upper Midwest this year.
Welcome to my lair. LOL. The north side of the houseMushrooms under the Stella Cherry, amid potato vinesMy front, um, "lawn". With a little Coer de ??? apple, and a Mesabi Cherry growing next to the big logOn the corner of the front step, out of the crack in the sidewalk, large leaved aster, swamp milkweed, anemone, viola, and Joe-Pye weedThis is my black-cap raspberry patch. About 18 quarts of berries last year. It's about twice the size it seems, this year. Not exaggerating, the healthiest black cap patch I have seen anywhere in my various travels in the state of MinnesotaFire on the prairie at the base of the fire hydrant, with encroaching wild strawberriesColumbine among a profusion of fleabane - shooting starsA black currant given to me by the blogger @ Eighth Acre FarmMy woodland-edge walk, wildflowers jumping from the boulevard to the "lawn"The pond and patio from the sidewalkThe treasure chest should be full of Dahlia and begonia, late summer, if we ever see the sun againHops, planted, five on either side of the garage, here among spontaneous snakeroot and astersBlueberriesAnemone among the red raspberries and blueberriesThe step to the main gardenPotatoes, two apple trees, etc. There was asphalt here, which I tore up and built this garden, which they told me I couldn't do, which I told them if I hear another thing about it I'm suing the city for harassment. They let that go and then fined me two weeks pay for those big logs that were meant to be carved statues hereKohl rabi, beets, turnips, radishes, bunch onions, various greensSwamp milkweed among the cabbagesAsparagusCultivar strawberriesDahlia emergingSummer yellow squash amid a ring of sweet corn, with spontaneous beans and bracken fern, and interesting, small but emerging potatoes lower and upper in the pic, emerging from SEED set by a few potato vines last yearred and white onions in a spirala wild cherry tree emerging by the water spigot, I can't seem to find the desire to cut backLast years turnip flowering, making seedPotatoes in front of climbing snap peas, with a hill behind that with zuchini and poona kheera cukesMy sad, sorry melons and cukes, many of which have died, the sun having abandoned us, cool temps and too much rainCactus in what is normally a very dry spot, which I had to clear out of weeds and sage to take this picA Western Sand Cherry on the left established there on its own, some very happy onions and my new rhubarb. A toy snake my 2 year-old nephew left hereA volunteer sunflowerSouthside. The patio and the pond
8 comments:
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What a great place you've made - lots of work evident here - good job!
ReplyDeleteNo wonder you are loathe to leave it....
looks great, So many varieties you have going there and no pest problems, vegetarian heaven. Still, between big bro and big bank, hope you dont get hosed.
ReplyDeleteMartin,
ReplyDeleteJoyous work. A garden I could recreate in three years. Perhaps somewhere where I do not have to work so damn hard to pay tribute to bankers.
UB,
Thanks for checking in. Big bro and big bank can hose.
By the way Uncle Bob, the only real pests around here are Japanese Beetles, a few humorless neighbors, and a cabal of city contractors and officials.
ReplyDeleteI feed Japanese beetle grubs (or whatever their dumb ass "in the ground stage" is called) to my chickens. They love the hell out of um to. Play chicken keep away and shit.
ReplyDeleteWilliam, your place is magical man. I love the stone work, and the use of timber...all of the wood and stone make it real...and beautiful. And in the middle of Suburbia. It's impressive.
Thanks LD. I'd keep chickens to eat the grubs and the slugs, but the place is not big enough, for what I really care to do here. If I had an acre or more, for sure though.
ReplyDeleteIt's gone so quiet on the usual sites I visit (I wonder why!)So, many thanks for these pics. Heart warming and inspirational! I'll visit more often.
ReplyDeleteMarianne,
ReplyDeleteThank you for checking in, and the encouraging words.
Has it gone quiet, elsewhere in the alternative media sphere? Precisely the point of the surveillance state. Contrarily, I would prefer the response to SPEAK LOUD AND CLEARLY!
Blessings :)