It rained here this weekend, and cooled down enough for me to take a stroll through my back yard. Know what I noticed?
Things have gone wild!
Mainly weeds. (Grass that grows in my garden=weeds.)
Remember the vine trying to take over the world?
There are so many layers now, I may never find the pyramid thingy again.
This is the best part of my garden. (The wildest, at least.)
The green pile on the left that looks like Cousin It on St. Paddy’s Day (Cousin It–Adams Family. Remember?) is Attila the Vine. In the back is a castor bean plant. Yes, they’re supposed to be poison, but I haven’t seen any little animals dropping over in my garden.
I planted it to keep moles and gophers out of my yard. And it worked . . . kinda. I’ve seen only one mole run since I started planting castors. It started in the middle of my yard and headed (can you guess?) STRAIGHT for the plant.
Of course, it might have been a mole who strolled up to the plant, saw it was a poison bean, dove into the earth and drilled away. (I’m remembering a cartoon from my childhood as I write with a gopher working under a garden, pulling veggies from the roof of his run. Anybody remember that?)
Now meet Hitler.
Hitler is a gang of watermelons. They, too, are trying to take over the world.
See the thing hanging on the fence to the right of the bean, next to a star?
These watermelon plants are volunteers. I planted them last year, and they came back.
(Isn’t winter supposed to kill off things like watermelons and pumpkins? Wait. Did we have a winter last year?)
Anyway, this gang has reached out to all parts of the garden and they’re even growing over Cousin It. (I pull them off, they crawl back on. What’s up with that?)
This guy was stuck in the back by that star, but I pulled it out,
which MIGHT have been a mistake. I’m not sure how much longer the vine can hold it there. (I wonder if a sling would help? Anyone who’s just over a carpal tunnel surgery want to donate?)
I have a few melons growing on the ground, too.
They’re also growing down the wall at the back of my garden into someone else’s yard. Yes, there are melons down there, and I can’t get to them. One even split open. *sigh*
Anybody know how to tell when a watermelon is ripe?