(I’ve written over 550 posts during the past 10 years and people have asked if there is a way to read thru them via subject matter. Well, here it is. All of them can be found by subject at the end of this post. So have at it, and I hope you enjoy the reading…..It’s been a great ten years for me; thank you for following. Franque23.)
The seasons don’t need to be elected, they just know. The earth knows its time and place and beats a rhythm we all follow. I’ve stepped outside my front door every morning since retirement to ramble along the yard and gaze over the garden but no two mornings have ever been the same. Every day, in every way, each morning has been different.
Today, two spirited mockingbirds circled our cedars while neighbor’s chickens clucked at my feet. Crows crackled from hidden places as mourning doves fluttered off to a nearby phone line above. The chickadees called as cardinal’s chirped. And, I listened. These sounds are home to me. Still, I listened for more, for the possible Sand Hill cranes’ call as it might echo through the sky as they fly south. It’s approaching that time of year when these amazing birds fly over two thousand miles to either winter or summer in their comfort zones. The high sky was silent, but the woods were an uproarious chatter zone of life made of all kinds even without the Sand Hill.
The fall garden is doing nicely and enjoying the cooler breezes that have come our way recently. This, however, was not the case this morning. No, the dryer, fall air had been cloaked and seemingly wrapped in air that felt more like a wet blanket: the air felt so close this morning. It’s the type of air my northern friends from around the Lake Bonaparte, N.Y. area would refer to as death warmed over. I’ve no doubt that most of them would rather run naked through the snow than walk in shorts through this morning’s microwaved ambience. Heck, it snows in May sometimes up at the lake!*
I thought I’d take you with me as I did some of my daily chores at home, a place with 16 citrus trees, lemon and orange, fig trees, a huge blackberry tree, papayas, pineapples, an abundance of indigenous plants like a huge jasmine plus a garden to tend to—these are my focus of attention. The rest, the fence lines, lawns, out buildings, pool maintenance and will I ever clear one driveway of endless grass growing through the cement cracks(?) and the removal of a jungle that really wants Florida back, drift in and out the plans for the weeks and months ahead.
Shadow’s ready for the morning rounds.
The asian bean are winning this year’s “crop of the Season ” award best I can tell. These all grew from seeds from last Spring’s garden. They circle the garden along the whole fence line and there are about three hunderd separate beans growing right now. I love these asian beans, sometimes called, Asparagus beans, because they have a unique flavor but, in some ways, best of all is they climb so there’s no need for bending down to pick them like you do for bush beans.
Here’s a better shot of the Asian Beans
It’s easy to check out the pineapples and enjoy the indigious Rose while walking around back past the pool area …
I planted a miniature Meyers by our bedroom window thinking the fragrant blooms would be amazing and it’d be fun to see lemons growing outside our window.
Once under and around the lemon, you come back to the garden by way of several orange trees and our huge papaya that now hangs 38 papayas…we’ve been eating papaya every morning for 3 months now and I guess the cold is the only thing that may snap that …BTW–you can see a pot on a smaller papayas on the left. This is to maybe keep those trees yielding low to the ground—a friend from India gave me this tip.
This papaya is at least thirty -five feet tall.
Whoops, here’s the ‘pot-head’ papaya…
Thanks for coming around the house with me. Yep…there’s no telling about the election now two weeks away—who knows who will win? But, I know I’ll be out and about again in the yard tomorrow morning thinking about you all and hoping you have a most wonderful day! Let’s all try to do that.
Let’s call it a morning, Shadow.
Just think, the Sand Hill cranes are about to fly two thousand miles…just wow.
cheers
Franque23
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