Happy September! Fall is just around the corner … le sigh. Fall already?
Lately I’ve just been work work working. Sometimes it’s a little unnerving how settled I’ve become. I mean, I’m still young … shouldn’t I be having more fun, exploring and experiencing? I always joke that I’m like a grandmother with my cooking and crocheting and container gardening, but then again, there’s nothing really wrong with that. My plants are amazing. They don’t talk and they’re actually growing! For someone like me, who used to kill everything, my little urban balcony has become a magical urban jungle.
I have three large cherry tomato plants that rely on a lot of dowels and the balcony railings for support. They’re named A, B, and C. Then there’s a lemon tree named Elle (I used to have two—Elle and Emme—but I gave Emme to my mother). I also have some bok coy, sweet pepper plants, crookneck squash, green onion, and basil. Oh, and there’s Ollie, my olive tree. He usually lives indoors, but is spending the summer outdoors with his friends.
Unfortunately so far the only things I’ve been able to harvest are cherry tomatoes (a lot of cherry tomatoes), green onion, and bok choy. The basil is doing well, but I actually don’t use basil my my cooking. Why I didn’t decide to plant rosemary is a question for the ages.
In summary, I’ve turned into a plant lady. But ya know what? I’m okay with it. It might be all that extra oxygen in my life from all my plants, but for now, I’m pretty content with my boring life.