I've entered that phase where I'm tired of staring at the remaining plants occupying the deck table and front step. The last grow bags and landscape spaces are calling, and all that's left are the zinnias and cosmos, an extra okra, three Malabar spinach plants, and a few marigolds.
I spent the afternoon outdoors today, mostly getting the marigolds and vinca settled into the front beds. We're expecting thunderstorms tonight, which should make for a good watering and help everything settle in nicely.
My container vegetables have been bringing me so much joy. When the mornings aren't too hot, I like to sit outside with my coffee and watch which insects stop by to inspect the garden. I still haven't added the twine to any of the bamboo trellises. I figure I'll wait until the plants actually ask for it and then string everything up where it's needed.
As it stands, the Malabar spinach is the only thing still waiting for a grow bag. My daughter has been helping with that project, and we expect to have it finished sometime next week.
I've been harvesting a few strawberries here and there, usually with breakfast, and I'm really enjoying that balance of sweet and tart. It's already made me excited to expand the patch next summer.
Now that summer has truly arrived, I'm feeling that familiar pull to slow down and simply enjoy the work of the last few months. Watching the tomatoes slowly climb their poles and branch out, seeing the calendula bloom, and spotting the tiny bell pepper flowers beginning to form—it feels good to let the garden do what it was always going to do and simply be there to watch it grow.
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