Turkey Tracks: August 16, 2017
Old Raspberry Canes Project
This treat is now a thing of the past. Frozen berries are never as sweet as the ones just off the canes.
I have been hard at work in the garden over the past few weeks. Here I’m cleaning out the old raspberry canes–the ones that fruited. Seven wheelbarrows full. The area in front of the wheelbarrow has two raspberry problems: two much shade and purple raspberries turning all the raspberries purple. I pulled them out.
Now I need some plants to line this border. Small shrubs? Colorful perennials? The two blue hydrangeas are not doing a thing this year. That happens. It has been a very cool, dry summer.
The full moon arrived last week. It was so bright that when I turned out my reading light, I got out of bed and went downstairs to see what outside light I had left on by mistake in the yard. I could have read a book with no trouble outside.
I seem to have a purple loosestrife infestation in the rocks next to the driveway. It is terribly invasive and has clearly been there more than one year, hiding behind the trees and shrubs that come up in those shale rocks. I got out what I could, but climbing up on that shale is not in the cards for me. Oh my. Not sure what to do about this problem. The plants are wound around the rocks and are now full of seeds. I was not looking for it up there anyway, as the area is so dry, and this plant likes wetlands. I always look for it in the tiny meadow in front of my house as it can be wet. My neighbors are going to kill me.
I have trimmed out what small trees and shrubs I could reach–the grandsons helped one day as well–but will have to call for help on the upper reaches. If these trees are not cut back when young, they will grow and fall over the driveway in winter storms and be much harder to cut when larger. Karma yoga with this project.
I have so enjoyed this summer. Lovely family visits. Cool weather. Glorious strawberries and raspberries. Beautiful flowers in the garden. And Blue Hubbard squash vines that have gone quite beserk! It’s the Little Shop of Horrors plant of my garden. And it’s loaded with squash. I hope they have time to mature. Perhaps, as September is now the new August. Blue Hubbards are HUGE. And a lovely dusty blue. They are great keepers and delicious!
We’ve had a lot of fog just along the coast this summer. I went into town yesterday, and it was socked in. Here’s what a pea soup fog looks like–from Laite Beach in Camden, Maine. That harbor is full of boats, but they have…disappeared.
I actually love these fogs.
No rain. Maybe Friday.