You don’t have to eat everything you grow in your garden

This is a "fox glove". Yes, it looks like a furry little mitt.

This is a “fox glove”. Yes, it looks like a furry little mitt.

 

I gave my husband a gift certificate for a seed catalog for Christmas, and he got a pack of flower seeds as a bonus with his order. He put them aside while he carefully planted the tomato and corn and melon and other seeds in tiny containers in our little plastic green house. One day late in Spring he brought them out and asked me if I had somewhere to put them – I still had that old plastic tub full of dirt from my lettuce garden. I cleaned that out and sowed them as instructed.

It was a struggle, with the hot weather, to keep the little tub watered adequately. These flowers are tough, but I’d set the tub right in one of the sunniest spots in our yard, so I had to water it every morning and evening to make sure it got through that noon blast. If I missed more than one watering, they’d tip over and droop, what a guilt trip. 

About half the seedlings perished in the nasty hot sun, but these that survived just grew and grew. In their little tub they stand over my head.

About half the seedlings perished in the blazing hot sun, but these that survived just grew and grew. In their little tub they stand over my head.

They outgrew their little tub. It's like they're growing on a sponge, I have to wet it down twice a day.

They outgrew their little tub. It’s like they’re growing on a sponge, I have to wet it down twice a day.

I only planted about a third of the packet, next time I’ll clear a little space in one of my rambling weedy flower beds and sow them right in the ground. There is so little dirt in that tub – I had to water them often, but not alot.  I imagine they’d really take off in a well-drained bed.

Soft and furry, like velveteen.

Soft and furry, like velveteen.

Yesterday coming home from Forest Ranch I saw an animal run across the road ahead of my truck, too big to be a squirrel, I thought it might be a young cougar. It had run up a driveway, so I pulled over to look after it. As I sat there with my engine running, another animal came running along in the same direction – a fox. It was bigger than foxes I’d seen in Bidwell Park, and dark black instead of the grey-brown I’d seen. He was not wearing gloves, as far as I could tell.

 

 

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