Oh, the big rains? There really hasn't been a big rain so far this weekend. There were a few scattered showers here and there, but they hardly left a drop in the rain gauge and we have so far gotten nowhere near the three, five, or six inches of rain we were supposed to get, depending on which weatherperson you listened to.
I, like a fool, blew the opportunity to work in the garden yesterday because I thought it was going to rain "any second". Never again, I tell myself, once again.
We may still get the rain today or tomorrow, but I won't be fooled twice. I will go out to the garden even under the threat of rain and garden until it is a full-fledged downpour. And yes, by garden I mostly mean weed.
The vegetable garden cathedral is in its usual late summer state. There are plants no longer producing that I should pull out and the tomatoes are all flopping over, not yielding too many big tomatoes, but offering me hundreds of small cherry tomatoes. The weeds are gaining their foothold, or should I say roothold, and maturing to the point that they can cast a thousand seeds about the garden so that I am tormented by them next year, too.
Amidst all of the mess and disarray are Raphanus sativus, radishes, that I never pulled. When I saw them flowering yesterday, that's when I realized that the flowers can be purple or white or pink.
|Raphanus sativus, white flowers|
Pardon my manners, as I know it is especially uppity to talk about vegetable plants using botanical names instead of common names. But when talking about flowers, it just makes more sense, at least in the gardening circles in which I rotate, to use botanical names. It makes them sound more like official flowers rather than plain ol' radishes that I let go and allowed to flower and presumably set seed.
|Raphanus sativus, pink flowers|