Pied Beauty

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)

Glory be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:

Praise him.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Vegetable Garden Update

The garden is a good place for meditating.
Even though the sweet potato harvest was not so good, I still have high hopes for the fall garden.  Sometimes I think fall gardening is more a matter of luck than skill.  And I feel lucky!  No real bug problems so far, and believe me, I am knocking wood whenever I even think about this.

We decorate our veggie gardens!
I have these two little former square foot gardens, which have reverted to simply raised beds.  I like the neat look of the little dividers, but Mel and I have parted ways.  I think the mix he recommends is to peaty for our hot climate and I feel a little guilty about using up a nonrenewable resource like peat anyway.  Mixed in with the flowers, we have garlic, cabbage, fennel, oregano, two kinds of chives and marjoram.  Those are carrots hiding under the skirts of a calendula.

Mostly greens, onions and flowers.
Lettuce and onions mix it up with nasturtiums and sweet peas.  Almost time to pick that one row of lettuce.  Just in time for Thanksgiving!

The tomato forest with lettuce seedlings.
And speaking of Thanksgiving, it's always my hope that I'll have fresh tomatoes.  I'm getting a little anxious about that, though!  The tomatoes are probably 7 feet tall now and each one is covered with green tomatoes, but not a single one looks even remotely like it's beginning to ripen.  At the foot of the tomato forest, where the sweet potatoes were, I've planted more lettuce and carrots.

The frontrunners.
Will they be ripe for Thanksgiving?  I don't think so!


  1. I want that squirrel. I could meditate too if the little rodents were all stone casts in my garden.

  2. I've never quite gotten into square foot gardening, although I know the method. Way too uniform and restrictive, and a bit gimmicky. Your garden looks great--so different than mine that is now parsley and dirt.