My friends, it is August, when means that this endless election will finally come to a grand finale in a little over 90 days. I for one am deeply appreciative, for all that I’ve spent the last two weeks listening to coverage from the RNC and DNC. Thankfully the weather was nice enough to sit outside so at least I could pretend to be a normal person enjoying the summer while I was doing it.
This month has been fruit o’clock. Every time I walk under the apple tree, I risk getting beaned by the fruit, and the chickens can’t keep up with the windfall. Seriously, the chicken yard looks like an apple cider experiment gone horribly wrong.
The blackberries have also been quite plentiful, and I’ve been experimenting with lattice pies and the Joy of Cooking’s fruit pie advice, which, as usual, is on point.
Just days before the end of the month, the amaryllis started to bloom. This reminds me that I really need to divide them this year. You know how every year I say I need to divide them? Well, this year I should actually do it. I also need to divide the daffodils.
This little heather has somehow survived despite benign neglect, and when I weeded out around it to give it some breathing room, it bloomed. Who knew that treating plants decently would actually result in things happening?!
Finally, I’m pretty pleased by the daisy contingent.
I started more beets from seed, which I am not showing you a picture of because a pile of dirt in a bin isn’t very exciting. It’s really too late in the season to do it, but I am nothing if not adventurous. We shall see what, if anything, sprouts…