In the garden I did lots of watering this morning, and a bit of harvesting. Tomatoes, potatoes, beans (bumper crop), a few raspberries, and an apple. The apple smells so good we don't want to eat it. It would be such a shame for it to not taste delicious when smells better than a Yankee Candle.
One of my neighbors was kind enough to ask another neighbor if I could have a fig tree. The next day a fig arrived, and I could not be happier. I have ordered figs twice in the past. The first time they ended up being out of stock. The next year one made it all the way to my house, only to have been destroyed in shipping. It spent the next year trying to come back only to be plucked of any new leaf growth by my beastie dogs. Eventually it gave up. So the irony is that I finally have a fig tree, and came from right across the street. Life can be funny that way.
In other news we have been raising monarchs, here is a picture or two of the critters:
Here is what we like to call "a hanging J"- this was taken last night, and it is the position a caterpillar assumes when getting ready to morph. This morning this caterpillar was shedding its skin to reveal the turquoise coloring of the eventual chrysalis. Below you can see the black bit with the old antennae just about ready to drop from the transforming caterpillar.
It now looks like the chrysalis in the picture below. The caterpillars go through 4 skin sheds before assuming the hanging J position, and some of our little friends have a shed or two still to go.
I have been spending very little time in the garden, or on the blogs of late as I concentrate on getting the new school year running successfully for us here at home. Fall is just around the corner and I am going to do my best to savor the gorgeous, ripe Black Krim tomato I pulled today, who knows? It could be my last.