After lunch we finished the green roof and then we planted it. It looks so sad and empty because I didn’t get that many plants because I didn’t know how many to get or what would do well. The perennials that are planted in the beds are: pasque flower, blue wood’s aster, catmint, spicy orange creeping thyme and — we had to do it — hens and chicks. We seeded lots of annuals: nasturtium, sweet alyssum, sweet william, comsos, and an annual aster.
Other perennials we planted today: hardy kiwi vines (male and female), northern dropseed prairie grass, a thornless gooseberry (variety “Jeanne”). We also planted some herbs: basil (we started from seed), curry plant, a perennial leek, self-heal, French tarragon, and a Vietnamese herb I have no idea what to do with but it sounded cool and looks pretty, shiso.
In addition, we planted mustard, pole beans (tongues of fire), and green beans (masai). I think I forgot to mention yesterday that earlier last week we planted a lettuce mix, radish, beets, cosmic purple carrots, atomic red carrots, and a variety of Japanese turnip I can’t recall the name of at the moment. The radishes are sprouting already other things might be sprouting too but we have row cover fabric over the bed to keep squirrels from digging and I can’t see anything else through it. I noticed yesterday the honeyberries are ripe. I planted two of these shrubs last spring after giving up on my dream of having blueberries. I just could not get the soil acidic enough for the blueberries after trying for three years. The honeyberry shrubs are about two feet high and for only their second year, had a nice cup of fruit on them. Have you ever had a honeyberry before? I had not until yesterday. They are dark blue like a blueberry and tear-drop shaped and a little smaller than my thumbnail. Some people say they taste like blueberries but they absolutely do not. They taste like no berry and every berry. A little tart, a little sweet, when you think of “berry flavored” that is what they taste like. Eventually these two shrubs are going to be highly prolific and Bookman and I are already thinking of jam. The ones I picked this year will make some tasty pancakes or maybe some muffins.
This morning when I let the Dashwoods out of the coop, I had my camera ready. So here you are, the morning Dashwood parade:
The one with the white head is Marianne, the black one with the white speckles is Mrs. Dashwood, the solid black one is Margaret and the red-brown one is Elinor.
Oh, and after I told you yesterday about the hijinks of getting them all into the coop at night, they proved my a liar. Bookman and I went out last night a little later than usual and they were all nested down in the coop quietly peeping themselves to sleep. Go figure.
What a wonderful holiday weekend this has been. It is back to work for me Tuesday morning. I wish I had a few more days like today and then I would really few caught up with things in the garden.
I have not been online much at all this weekend and I was already behind in my blog reading so my apologies if I have not stopped by your blog lately. I will endeavor to catch up on that throughout this week.