I love Oregano. In Greek, it translates Joy of the Mountain.
I’m joyous to have it handy for everything I enjoy, a charcuterie plate decoration, seasoning for feta, olives, salad dressing, sauces.
My favorite thing to do with herbs, besides cooking, is letting them flower, and putting them in a vase to brighten a table.
Cheers to Oregano.
A couple years ago, I had planted some seeds for a Bee friendly garden. It’s died out a couple of times.
For some reason (my guess is our wet and cold winter) the flowers came back with a Volunteer Verve!
I think the black eyed daisies would have taken over the entire side yard if we hadn’t mowed them. Fun and Festive!
My Fitbit has gotten put through its paces the last couple of days in San Antonio.
I’ve wandered about, and climbed hills and flights of stairs.
Reconnecting with old friends has been quite special.
I’ve found gardens in unusual places. This little spot was tucked back behind the convention center, peach, orange, lemon, lime, fig and bay trees. Cabbages, Swiss Chard, tomatoes, and every kind of herb were tucked into raised beads. All were surrounded with chicken wire or hog panels to protect them from the very brazen deer that run the golf course.
With the chilly winter we had the peaches look like they are going to be spectacular this year.
My favorite was a cheeky, black squirrel who posed so pretty, I had to take his picture.
I love that they landscape with Rosemary here. It’s so pretty, great for bees, and deer resistant. Of course, I couldn’t keep my hands off of it. It’s great aromatherapy to rub my hands across the Rosemary and then breath deep to enjoy.
It’s been fun to be away for a few days, but I’m ready to go home.
The light was just right, and the flowers were ready to show off.
In the time before the heat bleaches the color from the leaves,
The rain has brought out some very happy blooms.
Photos by me.
I found myself hyperventilating this morning in anticipation of a potential job offer. Will it come? Will it not?
So I gave myself a good shake, and a talking to and got in the Jeep.
I drove myself to my favorite Garden Center, The Arbor Gate in Tomball, Tx.
Almost immediately I felt calmer.
The sun is starting to mellow as we move into September. Bev, the owner of the Arbor Gate, greeted me when I got there, and we talked about fall planting and when the Swiss Chard will come in. I love Swiss Chard, it is so colorful in the garden, and quite tasty too.
I wandered about and took pictures, breathed in the garden fragrances, meandered in the herb house, and laughed at the bumble bees. They would land on flimsy flower stems, and the stems would bow low to the ground, then spring up as the Bumbley Bees would fly off.
The Terra Cotta smiling children and pigs were so darn cute. I had to linger and consider a purchase.
There is something about a beautiful garden that speaks to my soul.
The final sign was priceless. So I’m taking off my glasses for today and I’m going to stop obsessing over something I can’t control.
I’m so grateful the seeds we put down in March took, and we have a beautiful blanket of wild flowers to enjoy.
The waiting, the wondering. Planting seeds and waiting for them to germinate, sprout, grow, and flower.
What color will they be? What kind will do well? Will the birds eat the seeds? Did I plant too late? Will it rain?
It takes time. It takes effort. It takes patience. It’s so worth it.
I’ve never known such a graceful plant.
It’s evergreen, flowering, and hardy.
The lovely lavender blossoms brings the bees.
They are so lovely.
I’ve cooked with rosemary.
I’ve decorated with rosemary,
I’ve dragged my hands down the stems while walking past the plant.
Lifting those Rosemary scented hands to my face
I breath deep taking in the fragrance of the herb.
I will always have Rosemary in my garden.
I’m tempted to pull a sprig,
Stick it in my bra, and wear it with me.
The World’s Fastest Lawn Mower, the Dixie Chopper!
A Weapon of Grass Destruction!
Order me 2. We have to keep mowing till November.
Where’s Tim Allen? Shouldn’t he be the spokesman for this company?
(Don’t tell anyone I was using my phone while driving to take a quick photo! I couldn’t pass that one up.)
I haven’t mentioned Bee keeping for a while. We are new to bee keeping and are learning quite a bit.
June was rainy and limited forage, so we gave them feed. July looked great until we got 3 weeks of 100+ degrees, and things went backwards.
Our master bee keeper call these long dry spells a “Dirth”.
So we took off our top boxes, started feed once again, and this weekend we were really pleased to see our population increasing.
We even found our new queen, and made sure she had her tiara.
She is the most elusive gal. It took quite an effort to get an audience.
See the white dot we painted on her? We will be better able to find her next time.
I’m thinking we should call her HRH Elinore, the Elusive.
A curtsy would be appropriate, but not compulsory.
we had the wonderful opportunity to watch our bees teach their next generation how to find home.
Lovely, lovely, lovely.