(I've been listening to a lot of Nat King Cole lately. And everybody else, on my new music machine aka iPhone.)
You may have noticed (or, painful as is it for me to say it, perhaps you didn't) that I haven't been posting a lot recently. This is because I haven't been gardening a lot (gardening being the excuse for this blog), which in turn is because I've been fatigued, short-winded, tremory, heart-poundy, and not interested in food, which are all symptoms of hyperthyroidism, which I was diagnosed with in mid-September after months of weirdness and exhaustion. (The hot summer had something to do with the lack of gardening too. Sensitivity to heat is, of course, another symptom of hyperthyroidism.) It's not dangerous when kept under control and with medication I am already feeling much better and I can write my name again without looking like I'm drunk.
So I have been back in the garden a bit (my own; I never stopped going to the demo garden though it wiped me out for the day when I did), but I have so much to catch up on, and a lot of the projects I planned for this year have just gone by the wayside. There is always next year. One thing that is happening right away is that my request for a community garden plot please anytime one's vacated has been rewarded, and as soon as I pay for it I can start clearing and planting (a place for all those herb plants I started for some reason! around the border I think). Can't do much in the way of veggies this year, since it's very much fall, but in the spring I will have food crops in sunshine. My home veggie garden was a shady mess this year.
Anyway, more on all that later. For now, have some pictures of things I didn't grow.
Japanese Tea Garden in Golden Gate Park, San Francisco:
We were out there a few weeks ago to see our son who is doing an architectural internship, and, you know, make sure he had furniture and stuff like that.
Saturday was the big Harvest Festival at the Farm Park where Extension and the demo garden are, and the National Capital Dahlia Society folks were there as always (they have the garden beyond ours) selling bouquets, which I always get one of so I can stare at these amazing flowers for a few days. Ladies and gentlemen, my dahlias:
They are even more impressive in person. I should have provided something for scale. Six to eight inches across, I'd say. It was a very fun event as usual and I talked to so many people and gave away so many hot peppers and mouse melons and I was exhausted, but it's all worth it.
I'm not planning to do Garden Bloggers' Bloom Day this month, because I will be in New Hampshire on the 15th. Unless my mother still has flowers and I get inspired.
I am, however, going to visit Longwood Gardens on the way. Yay!
More soon, I promise.