Trees Around Town
Harry’s walking stick–outsized, but still not tall enough to create canopy.
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Happy Equinox (Here Come the Garlic Chives)
Plenty of divides available for those in the neighborhood.
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Statuary Around Town
When is it statuary and when a murti?
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State of the Garden
Mildly disappointed that there wasn’t really any snow, but happy there also wasn’t any ice that stuck.
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Mourning Doves, Ganesha, Snow in the Garden
The doves perched in that spot for at least an hour and a half–right above the murti of Ganesha.
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Three Lady Cardinals and the Grapes
How brazenly ecstatic were this trio of cardinals in the garden let me know that the grapes were fully ripe. They are delicious, though the skins are thick and there are seeds. The squash skin appears to have been gnawed at by a squirrel, but I like butternut squash still green.
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When I Wasn’t Looking
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.
