In the garden: Sheet mulch at last
Looks pretty ragged still!
The winter -- I'm still talking about the winter in June because I'm juggling the last of the bills for it -- was so hard that now I'm angsting even more than usual that all my vegetables are going to die. Fortunately, and as usual, the cucurbits were only suffering from transplant shock, and a cloudy day, rain, and some dried blood seem to have revived them. The tomatoes have gotten off to an odd start; I got flats from my usual guy, but a little blight showed up after I planted them; I worry also that this year's seafood mulch has a different supplier from last year's; the smell is stronger, more persistent, and more like chemicals than rotting fish, so I'm a little panicked I actually bought something from Casella (or, as they like to disguise themselves, "New England Organics") instead of something locally sourced. The tomatoes seemed a little shocked by it. On the other hand, maybe they're shocked to be planted in squash mounds, which I didn't level on the theory that if I did, I'd spread the eggs from last year's squash bugs around. Vegetables are, in fact, incredibly resilient and clever. It's hard to kill them.
Anyhow, for good or ill, the garden is launched, rather clumsily staggering in the air. Hopefully by early July we will have the usual riot of excess.
NOTE Pollinators are starting to show up, though not in great numbers; wasps, a few bumblebees, but no honeybees. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to buy clover in time to plant round the edges, as I usually do, but maybe when the two beds of wildflowers pop, they'll compensate. And the bee balm (not in the photo) has, as usual, doubled in size.