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The garden is blossoming marvelously. Bees swarm the pink and white blossoms of the blackberry thicket. Tiny daisy-like feverfew is flowering everywhere, along with an unidentified purple flower. (If you'd like to see pics or try to ID it, they're up at Instagram and Facebook.)
The raspberries have tiny green berries, and my blueberry has berries too! The latter is draped in bird netting, while I'm keeping a close watch on the former. The squirrels ate all my cherries while they were still green, goddammit.
Herbs are thriving, as is my shady hugelkulture Asian greens bed, which I worried wouldn't get enough sun. My sunny beds mostly failed to germinate at all; I think I underestimated the heat of the sun even though they don't get it for that long. I'm going to try again in the sunny beds, this time with sun-loving plants like tomatoes.
My strawberries, both cultivated and wild, are very happy in multiple locations. The latter are in a very hard-to-water place, and their berries are not very juicy.
The haskaps did not thrive. I replanted them in a sunnier location, but they seem done for. The salmonberry is thriving, the thimbleberry is struggling, the salal I planted in shade is happy and the salal I planted in sun is miserable so I will try transplanting it.
I pre-sprouted morning glory seeds, and I still only got a few to become actual plants. I think my fences are all too shady for them. Next year I will try climbing roses.
I've further cozified the loft with handmade rag rugs (via Etsy, not made by me) and a knockoff Love Sack from Target.
I'm building a mini retaining wall of unmortared rocks by collecting side-of-the-highway rockfall rocks every time I pass a certain area, then setting them up like Legos, bit by bit. One-handed.
I have had my left wrist mostly out of commission since early February. I have now failed two months of PT and a steroid shot, and am on a second round of PT and steroid iontophoresis. If that fails I may need surgery, hence the questions about dictation. It's a nuisance, not a misery; it's not painful if I wear a brace and don't stress it, and I cope way better with mobility issues than with pain. I mostly mention this so you can be impressed with how much I'm managing to do literally one-handed.
The raspberries have tiny green berries, and my blueberry has berries too! The latter is draped in bird netting, while I'm keeping a close watch on the former. The squirrels ate all my cherries while they were still green, goddammit.
Herbs are thriving, as is my shady hugelkulture Asian greens bed, which I worried wouldn't get enough sun. My sunny beds mostly failed to germinate at all; I think I underestimated the heat of the sun even though they don't get it for that long. I'm going to try again in the sunny beds, this time with sun-loving plants like tomatoes.
My strawberries, both cultivated and wild, are very happy in multiple locations. The latter are in a very hard-to-water place, and their berries are not very juicy.
The haskaps did not thrive. I replanted them in a sunnier location, but they seem done for. The salmonberry is thriving, the thimbleberry is struggling, the salal I planted in shade is happy and the salal I planted in sun is miserable so I will try transplanting it.
I pre-sprouted morning glory seeds, and I still only got a few to become actual plants. I think my fences are all too shady for them. Next year I will try climbing roses.
I've further cozified the loft with handmade rag rugs (via Etsy, not made by me) and a knockoff Love Sack from Target.
I'm building a mini retaining wall of unmortared rocks by collecting side-of-the-highway rockfall rocks every time I pass a certain area, then setting them up like Legos, bit by bit. One-handed.
I have had my left wrist mostly out of commission since early February. I have now failed two months of PT and a steroid shot, and am on a second round of PT and steroid iontophoresis. If that fails I may need surgery, hence the questions about dictation. It's a nuisance, not a misery; it's not painful if I wear a brace and don't stress it, and I cope way better with mobility issues than with pain. I mostly mention this so you can be impressed with how much I'm managing to do literally one-handed.