If you can garden this time of year in the mountains, it’s a treat. Harvesting the last of the chard, delicada squash, and herbs. Collecting seeds for next years garden dreams, transplanting, moving, and degrassing flower beds. It’s more or less playing in the dirt, a soul kind of day.
The only thing that makes it better for me is our plum tree, a Royal Mountain Blue Plum tree to be exact. We only need one cold night in September to turn our plums from garden goodness, to gifts from the garden gods! So sweet, so delicious, perfectly firm but with a slightly soft texture. Absolutely perfect! Working in the dirt and being able to reach up every now an again to grab one of these gems, well it kind of makes me smile!
it is a very plum plum – Count László de Almásy – The English Patient
Today we dove into the garden bed around our plum tree. We dug up 31 perennial plants, some tulip bulbs, and some volunteer daisies. I’ve been wanting to open up this space and move more of our lavender in this area. I had some great help with Pip, $eeker, Story and Ocean.
Ocean is my digger and it is actually a job for her. When I need a hole in the garden we work together on it. She is invaluable with this talent. We needed seven holes the size of the lavender bundle in the photo, and she kept at it until we were done!
Pip just has to say, “where’s the mouse?” and Ocean goes at it. I’m pretty sure Pip wouldn’t find gardening nearly as fun if she didn’t’ have Ocean to work with.
freshly transplanted lavender, and Ocean mighty proud of her work! My lavender girl…
Our traveling pots of rosemary, lavender, and lemon balm found their winter home today… I’ll be curious to see if the Spanish, or Otto Quast lavender makes it in our growing zone. I have a feeling our winter, if we actually have one this year, will kill it. It’s my new variety experiment.
Nine wheel barrels full of perennials that we dug out of this space. Many went into our seed plant pile. One day that pile is going to be the most gorgeous garden we have!
My Franny hanging and overseeing everything. She loves a full warm day outside. It has to feel good on her bones these days.
Garden partners. Four hours of digging in the dirt, moving plants, and being outside on a gorgeous day.
He loves his job escorting the wheel barrel, it’s just that simple. Not a digger, but rather a driver!
Dirt is just good for the soul. I don’t know of anything more enjoyable than spending an afternoon in the dirt with my kids and dogs. Grounding.
Whoever stopped by today, went home with a bag of the worlds most delicious plums. Woop!
Picking more tonight!
Have a great weekend, play in some dirt, eat some fresh food, love your family, nourish your soul … Nancy