Blossoms Around Town (Tropical Storm)

Growing vegetables, herbs, etc. in a small urban space
Started another batch of cucumber pickles.

In the morning, I watered the garden and picked fresh herbs and greens. After work, I made fettuccine and pesto. I talked to two friends (one by phone, the other by Zoom). With both, the conversation was concentrated on what more we can do to actively participate in creating change for ourselves individually and for society as a whole. We had some possible ideas.

I don’t know how I missed this pickling cucumber before it grew to such enormous proportions. I’ve scooped the seeds and pulp and added some water to ferment for a couple of days. Then I will dry the seeds that don’t float and save them for next year. This plant has been more successful than prior efforts to grow pickling cucumbers. They may have cross-pollinated with the Persian cucumber, but I’m trying to expand my seed-saving beyond the easy herbs and greens.
I won’t know how well I’ve done until next year, when I try to grow cucumbers from these seeds. There is a sense of connection to the cycles of life, with such required patience with the changes of season.
And the cucumber falling from the vine, ripe, and ready to go to seed, is a line in the Maha Mrityunjaya mantra, chanting to release and aid the passage of spirit from this realm of consciousness.
Here’s the garden after the thunderstorm. Please take some healing, grounding breaths and then take action about increasing federal military presence in cities with peaceful protests.

When feeling overwhelmed by the state of things, I’ve been trying to look for comfort not with the “old normal” methods, but in positive possibilities for the future–building community and sharing sustainable nourishment.


The cucumbers have begun. Herbs and greens continue. How are you taking care of your health?
