September Garden Walk

It's nearly fall, I think. The calendar says so. The pumpkins think so, too.

As the weather is still in the 90's, though, the crook-necked squash is still blooming.

I didn't fully think through the implications of planting watermelon. Only two of us left at home can eat it. I harvested three from one plant yesterday. Another vine still has two huge watermelons left to harvest. So, as we enter fall, we are still eating a traditional summertime treat.

I had to harvest three yesterday, though, so I could have room to plant my fall garden. I taught fall gardening a couple of weeks ago. I knew it was definitely time to plant when some of the attendees started reporting to me that they had planted their seeds. Time for me to get out there and follow their great example! (I cheated a bit and used some bedding plants along with seeds.) When I pick the other watermelons and declare tomato and zucchini season over, I will plant the other beds, too.

One of my favorite things about a monthly photo documentation of my yard is noticing just how much the plants have grown. They are starting to look established!

Thankful thought of the day: Thanks to Mrs. Rhue, my third grade teacher, who helped deepen my love for plants by giving me (and everyone else in the class), a start from Colonel Coleus, our classroom plant.

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