Yardwork and Not Much Else

Yesterday, I did a good deal of nothing, other than roasting a chicken for dinner. Julia Child may have claimed that the real test of a good chef is a perfectly roasted chicken, but I honestly don't think so. I can do that, no problem, but there are so many, many things I have yet to master.

Today, on the other hand, I have been doing yardwork. The last ten tomato plants, as well as a couple of peppers, chard plants, remaining corn, and whatever weeds were in my way, are now pulled and chopped up and in the compost. The kitchen garden now looks much tidier. Hopefully, later this week I'll be able to put in some more rows of root vegetables.

I also weeded the first couple hundred morning glory seedlings out of the side walkway. I need to consult with Alex, our neighbor on that side, and see if he objects to them covering the wall. If he doesn't, I'll put up netting and let them climb it. In the meantime, the first narcissus has bloomed! They smell so heavenly. This year I need to mark where they are and dig the bulbs in midsummer; they've multiplied rather a lot since I planted them.