My friend, Ursula, gave me some passion flower vines last year. They didn’t do much but they didn’t die either. There are 2 vines beginning to come up by the fence at the end of the roses. I am making this post so I will remember when to expect them next year. I’m looking forward to fruit.
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Sophie became my dog in1999. She was “free to good home” because she kept encouraging the purebred dogs where she lived to be bad. She laughed when she managed to sneak out of the fence and she was disgusted when I wouldn’t chase her. She crawled up under my seat when there were thunderstorms and she watched for me to come home.
Vash freaked out when he moved in in 2007. He was tiny and she was a dog. She never understood what his issue was. She never had any issues with cats. Eventually, he changed his mind about her.
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Those are the sweet potatoes that I planted on the 16th. I have planted the slip that was well rooted, today in the same bed. There are some bitty shoots that have little rootlets that I planted after watering that bed. I figured that if I was going to plant them, the dirt should be good and wet.
Now, I’m curious to see how much difference there is in production between the potatoes with shoots and roots, the big shoot with roots but no potato and the tiny shoots with very little roots.
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I love Banksy. If I actually knew him, I would buy him a drink.
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This is what one of the Arkansas Black apple trees looks like, now. If I put up a photo of the other one, you couldn’t be sure it wasn’t the same tree so I’m not going to.
These are the more prolific blueberries. Looks we’re finally getting fruit after 4 years. I just found teh list I had made of the blueberry varieties when I put them in in 2009. Coming up the fence from the shed, they are Bright Eyes (a gift from Ann), Delight, Misty, Climax, Misty, Bright Blue and Misty.
(Edit: Chuck reminded me that Bright Blue was wiped out by the mulch guy and replaced with another Misty. Misty has very small berries. I should have recognized it.)
And because who ever thought of potatoes blooming, here’s a picture.
Yukon Gold blossoms
I am the Audience 