hanging gardens

My new blue/green hanging pots. Chain of hearts and misc. grey succulent in one. Mistletoe cactus and string o pearls in t'other. 

Plants are cuttings and snippings. Cactus from Heathcote holiday house and grey succulent from Carol, the keenest gardener I ever met. Pots from typo. Originally strung with UGLY white, cotton rope, restring w recycled gear cable by handsome husband. Wish the pots came in pink or yellow or orange but otherwise perfect. 

this guy

i heart pickles

Botticelli sunrise

Expecting to see Venus riding in on a clam shell at any moment...

occasional verse #7

Equinox has come and gone,

Days are shorter, nights grow long.

Apple pancakes, golden hours,

Pomegranates, dahlia flowers.

Tis winter in a little while,

But Autumn mornings make me smile.

occasional verse #5

Watering the orchids and what do I see?

New, green flower spikes,

One, two, three!

Wait a moment, here's one more...

Altogether, that makes four.

Best of all, way down low,

One orchid flower, smiling hello!

First day of Autumn

Popped down to the plot today to do some staking of late tomatoes and tomatillos. And got some nice surprises. Aphids have plagued summer broccoli, but luckily the calvelry flew in and the little buggers are being gobbled up by some good tempered ladybirds and their offspring. 

The tomatoes and eggplants are kicking on, tomatillos are flowering their heads off, the sunflower heads are ripening and there are all sorts of self seeding surprises popping up - cucumbers, more tomatoes and teensy, baby love-in-the-mist. Quinces are swelling on the tree and all in all, Autumn is looking promising.