Back to my parents’ garden for this post, a look at the garden in its summer finery.
Eat your veggies
In my family, the beans below have been known as “mystery beans from Russia” for years. My parents were introduced to the beans by the people from whom my grandparents bought this house. All that was known about the beans is that the seeds came with immigrants to Canada from Russia. A bit of Googling reveals them probably to be Yellow Romano beans. Regardless of their name, they are very tasty!
You can’t cook without herbs! Though in these photos below, the herbs look nothing like you’d find in a supermarket packet.
My parents also grow plums and pears. If I remember right (Mum, feel free to correct me here) they harvested more than 500 of each this year. (The evil squirrels took a few hundred for themselves.) I know, you’re thinking “what on earth do they do with all that fruit??” Mum preserves some, but most of the fruit is turned into wine by Dad.
These are the show stoppers, in my opinion.
Birds and critters
There are also cardinals and blue jays, both of which come to the patio for peanuts, but they never stay still long enough for me to capture them as anything other than a blur moving out of frame.
This Monarch butterfly regards the garden as his (her?) own territory, and patrols each day in early evening. This is a terrible photo (extreme of my zoom), but I’ve applied some filters and softening for an arty look to hide the grainy lack of focus.
Could anything be more pleasant than dining on the patio with the garden as a backdrop? Food made by Mum, wine made by Dad.