This morning I took my camera with me when I went to pick the peas, wondering if I’d see anything worth photographing.
On the way I found a bird nest in the road. I suppose when the last little bird left the nest on its maiden flight, it tipped the nest.
Peas are an imporant part of our garden rotations. They are legumes, so they fix nitrogen in the soil naturally, helping eliminate the need for synthetic fertilizers. Until this year we used two three-garden rotations, with every garden being peas every third year. This year we switched to an eight-garden rotation, based on Elliot Coleman’s model. This garden is planted in English peas, as soon as the soil permits. We plant double rows to enable them to intertwine without using supports. We plant the Alaska variety, which matures early (and tastes great). Once these peas are done, we’ll plow them in and plant blackeyed peas, which will take us to Fall. Deer love peas, so we surround the garden with net fencing, energized by a rechargeable 12 volt battery which is kept charged by a solar charger.
A groundhog has been enjoying the peas, but so far he has refused to go into the trap I set for him.
These peas are still developing, and the plants are still in bloom. So there are lots more on the way.
This is a volunteer pumpkin plant, a product of last years garden. It looks better than the peas.
There’s a watermelon plant in there too, also a volunteer from a seed from last years garden. Unfortunately these will never fruit, since we’ll be plowing this garden under to plant blackeyed peas in a few weeks. Notice the grass and weeds. They’re there despite many hours of weeding. They are proof that we don’t spray herbicides on our gardens.
Pollination. I saw some of our honeybees too, but they didn’t stay still long enough for me to photograph them. On the other hand, this bumblebee didn’t move even when I wanted her to.
Hated squash bugs on a pumpkin leaf. We will battle squash bugs all summer and they will eventually kill all our squash. But not before we bring in a bountiful harvest of poison-free squash.
Spiders are good for the garden.
Ready to be shelled.
On the way home, I stopped to admire Georgia’s new outfit.
With a glass of ice tea, on the front porch swing, shelling peas.
Three pounds of delicious goodness.
Our lives are soaked in beauty and miracles, most of which go unnoticed. As Elizabeth Barrett Browning put it, “Earth’s crammed with heaven, and every common bush afire with God.”
This morning, I am thankful for some time in the pea garden.