But I forgot my camera

I went home this weekend but, since this is sort of an off-schedule trip I more or less didn't bring my camera, so there's no photos of the backyard this time.

Things are doing fairly well though. Well, some of them.

I picked off two more tomatoes from the tomato plant that Annie gave me last spring, but this is officially the end of the tomato plant, methinks. There are still peas. There will always be peas, I'm convinced, and I've decided to enjoy it because most of the other crops are affected by the soil quality and so don't taste that good but peas? You can't tell at all. So peas peas peas. I will grow them again this year too. Provided that the ones from last year dies sometimes before the end of this year.

The storm that blew over last weekend had knocked over the support for the peas and sweet peas. Although the peas are planted on empty ground (using my old corn stalks that I've left in as support, heh), the sweet peas had a row of marigolds in front of them, and so when the support collapsed the peas sort of sprawled down and ate them. By "ate" I mean "bloodlessly demolished", by which I mean that when I finally retied them this weekend there's only one and a half (the half being one that's dying) marigold plants left, the rest having been smothered by sweet peas (no sunlight = death, also the damp underside tends to lure the snails).

I am sad. I wonder if I can trade up for more marigolds, though I think I'll go for the pot marigold this time. Even though it's not a true marigold (despite of the name) the color's within the spectrum, which is all that mom cares about, and it's hardier than the French dwarf specimen that got eaten by the peas.

The sweet peas and the lavender have just started blooming. I'm disappointed by the sweet peas because they don't smell, and I got the Renee seeds that are -- and I've checked -- supposed to smell. I wonder what I did wrong. Any suggestions?

The radish needs pulling. I don't think my parents will pull it, so maybe we can get radish trees again this year.

Aside from tying up the sweet peas and picking off a bunch more mint (anyone want mint? I've a lot) I didn't get to do much else at the garden this weekend. Back at Davis shows that my second sprinkling of chive seeds have germinated, and that the forget-me-nots have survived another weekend of neglect. In fact, the plastic-wrap and container method worked so well that I've done the same thing for all the other stuff too. I took a few water bottles and cut the top half off before filling it with dirt and either fresh seeds (for feverfew and thyme, because I have a bunch of those) or transfer the seeds-dirt mix from the small egg-carton (beebalm and St Johnswort, because I have no other seeds left). We'll see what happens.