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A Walk Around My Garden: Things DO Grow Here After All!


When I lived in the Pacific Northwest, I could grow zucchini with the best of them.  Well, let's just say that the climate where I live now is nothing like Washington or Oregon.  However, after years of attempts, with little successes here and there, my garden finally looks like a real garden!  I am so excited for my home-grown tomatoes, and yes, zucchini! 

Oh, did I mention watermelon?  It's hard to tell from the photo, but it is only about 3 inches long right now.  Isn't it cute?


We even have an artichoke, which is probably my favorite vegetable:



Look, look!  The pumpkin is really taking off and acting like a normal pumpkin plant should:




Shhh, don't tell the birds, but I think we will have grapes this year:



I enjoy doing the "yard walk", whether in my own backyard, or the yards of friends and family.  Fruiting, flowering, or simply just growing--the plants bring me joy. 

And as long as Peter leaves some fruits and veggies for us, I don't mind that he takes in the view:



I'm still amazed that my once dry and weedy yard could transform into such an oasis. One last photo for this virtual walk:



I hope you enjoyed the virtual walk.  I'll probably be leading another one in a month or so!

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