Tuesday, May 31, 2016
I have one solitary iris (though you can see behind this one that the Siberian iris are poised to go crazy any second now), so it's officially time to plant.
The above is the before shot, when I headed out at about 8:30 this morning- well before the heat of the day (it was about 85 where I was inland, not sure if it got that hot here). The daffodils are well and truly gone by, so I chopped those all out.
I had the above to plant, between the rest of the seed starts (above), and some things I picked up at a garden store on my way home yesterday (below).
Here's the oregano and Thai basil, with last year's chocolate mint, which is the mint doing the least well of last year's mint. I'm trying to decide if I just need to pull it out, to give the roots room to expand for this year.
I added marigolds into the tomato pots, and cauliflower next door.
In the last of the big pot row, I added some shishito peppers. I also have some nasturtiums, sage, and some leftover mint.
And in the corner: regular thyme (only the lemon thyme survived from last year), leftover mint, regular basil, and some more cauliflower.
Monday, May 30, 2016
Last weekend, we did some much needed deep cleaning, so I'm fairly late posting these pictures. Because we were going away this weekend, I want ahead and bought tomatoes a week early, and because the forecast looked good, just went ahead and planted them that day, with the Swiss Chard and kale. The week did prove out to be exactly as the weather had said it would be, so they've survived. Further planting will be happening either tomorrow or the next day.
The main portion of this story takes places in Elephant and Castle, which is south of the Thames, and I am only familiar with because we drove through it earlier this month on our way to Dover, and our friend K mentioned it was one of the last places in London where builders have come in to start and gentrify things.
In the story, there’s something odd happening in one of the developments there, and Peter and Leslie actually move in for some undercover sleuthing. Something fairly important does happen at the end of the book, and even though I’d been pre-warned, so was trying to keep my eye out for clues, I did not see it coming. I’m really not sure what to think of it, or where things could possibly go from here with that particular story line.
We do have one more of these books in the house, but the next one doesn’t come out until August, and that’s in England – we’re due to get it in the winter sometime. So I haven’t quite decided yet if I want to wait a bit and hold out for a bit more story before I have to wait for the next.
In this book, the son of a US Senator has been found, stabbed, in a Tube station. Peter finds himself involved with the Underground, Victorian sewers, and an FBI agent, who was a great insight for me into how the English view American’s obsession with guns.
They also make some progress into their search for the Faceless Man, which introduces a couple of characters that have already recurred in at least the book after this.
What I really do like about these books is the touches in real London – this one included a trip to the Tate Modern, and having just been over there, I had such an easy time seeing everything that happens in the Tube in my mind’s eye. And I still just really like Peter as a character – his reaction to everything that’s happening around him is just great.