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Time flies

Time flies. Seasons overlap. Years vanish on the wind, like smoke from an untended fire. A year ago, as summer began, I started to write one last novel. The more things change...

door into summer...

The door into summer looms open before us and the garden has a head start with squash, onions, carrots, tomatoes and, of course, okra. Blueberries are bearing. We're still getting some chicory and komatsuna greens. Malabar spinach went into the ground last week. It will give us good greens through the hot summer.

Malabar spinach (Basella alba) is not really spinach, although the leaves taste and cook like spinach. It is a flowering vine that looks as good as it tastes, and can be trained on a trellis where it grows from ten to thirty feet and ends it's season in a profusion of delicate white flowers.

In it's native range in India, Basella alba is a perennial, but here must be treated like an annual. It loves the sun and flourishes in the heat.


  1. I opened in a new window for detail. It gave me a sense of being there in Henry's garden with his herbs and vegetables and soil and rocks and evergreen trees. I thought of the words from the hymn 'This is my Father's world' : his hands the wonders wrought.


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