Someone left a few dried-up mini roses in three-inch plastic pots at the edge of the garden fence, but they didn’t seem entirely dead so I repotted them into a slightly-larger planter trough and have been watering them regularly, and a week later they’re showing signs of life.
We had a first flush of strawberries a few weeks ago, with several coming ripe each day for weeks on end — and then there was a long dry spell, and I figured the heat had been too much, and we’d have to wait for the fall for more fruit… so I was pleasantly surprised to find another cluster of flowers forming, and am glad that we can look forward to a few more sweet treats later in July.
Most of the garden is accessible from the street, but there is one bed that’s behind a locked gate, which is where I’ve placed much of this year’s herbs and vegetables.
It’s just five square feet, so it’s not going to replace many trips to the grocery store, but I’ve crowded a bunch of things in so my neighbors and I can have a couple of tasty nibbles this summer.
From left to right, more or less: bibb lettuce, ghost peppers, sweet banana pepper, chives, two varieties of spinach, basil, habanero peppers, leeks, peppermint, Caribbean red hot peppers, and corn.
(The corn is unlikely to produce any edible ears, as it’s tricky to pollinate in isolation like this, but hopefully it will at least be picturesque.)
The growing season is drawing to an end, but this colorful geranium on the steps of 217 W 106th doesn’t seem to have gotten the memo and is putting on a show amidst the drying grass and slowly-yellowing leaves.