Of sorts...Basil, lemon balm, more sage that I will use in ten lifetimes and one serrano pepper greeted me from the front steps this morning. I am frantically harvesting (can I call it a harvest if it only involves stepping out the front door?) in anticipation of some canning. I hate canning, but love the results. I saw a small sign near a home with a garden yesterday --"Squash, Tomatoes"--that is calling me back.
And yes, those are nibble marks on the basil. I pretty much get whatever the caterpillars leave behind. In the case of my cilantro, I was left with nothing but stems -- and butterflies.
And yes, those are nibble marks on the basil. I pretty much get whatever the caterpillars leave behind. In the case of my cilantro, I was left with nothing but stems -- and butterflies.
Work-related news: Read about some super kids here: a local Julliard student and a wonderful young artist.
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