End of July Garden Impressions

How things stand on the eve of August…

Here we are again at the eve of a new month, and I would like to share a few garden impressions.  The bees are buzzing, and other insects as well, the flowers are blossoming, and the vegetable yield is reasonable thus far.  Zucchini are an almost complete failure this year, but cucumbers are plentiful.  Tomatoes are pretty but mostly green still, and we are fairly swimming in Hungarian Wax peppers.  Green beans were another failure – the young plants served as bunny food -, but the second crop might turn out better.  Lettuces are about exhausted, but there will be a second crop as well.  And now, as usual:  Pictures!

Cucumber blossom.  Very much appreciated by the honey bees.

cuke blossom

I wonder if the honey they make tastes like cucumber relish…

breakfast featured

We should probably be worried about this little fellow and his comrades.

should be worried featured

“And what do you want to be when you are a grown-up?”

bud featured

Spearmint blossoms!

mint

First fall colors:  reddish sunflower

sunflower featured

Here is a window of opportunity:  A row prepared for succession planting.

window of opportunity

I think we have enough yellow flowers everywhere to scare off even the hardiest of the Moorfolk.

lots of yello insta

Buzzzzzzzzz!

buzzzz featured

July, by Susan Hartley Swett

When the silver note in the streamlet’s throat /
Has softened almost to a sigh, /
It’s July.

July

by Susan Hartley Swett

When the scarlet cardinal tells
Her dream to the dragonfly,
And the lazy breeze makes a nest in the trees,
And murmurs a lullaby,
It’s July.

When the tangled cobweb pulls
The cornflower’s cap awry,
And the lilies tall lean over the wall
To bow to the butterfly,
It’s July.

When the heat like a mist veil floats,
And poppies flame in the rye,
And the silver note in the streamlet’s throat
Has softened almost to a sigh,
It’s July.

When the hours are so still that time
Forgets them, and lets them lie
Underneath petals pink till the night stars wink
At the sunset in the sky,
It’s July.

Dandelions and Cicadas

Here’s your dose of botany for today, folks!

These days, we are finding cicadas on the ground more and more.  They are still alive, albeit they look much darker than earlier this summer.  Maybe it’s too cold in the mornings for their liking, or maybe their summer circle is coming to an end, who knows.  But it appears as though the smell of dandelion-like flowers makes them fly again like moonlight raises dragons into the night sky…  Tested and tried, or so our girls say.  🙂

cicada dandelion

Technically, the flower that does it (see featured image) is a Dwarf Dandelion (Kirgia virginica), a member of the Aster family like the Common Dandelion (Taraxacum officinale), but related to the hawkweeds (Hieracium).  It’s blossom is smaller than that of a dandelion proper, and in contrast to Kirgia biflora, the Two-flowered Cynthia, it only has one flower per stem, and shorter stems, hence the reference to dwarfs.  Grows pretty much everywhere in the yard here, but it doesn’t do very well in a vase:  It wilts practically immediately.

There’s your dose of botany for today, folks!

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