After our beautiful 2018 garden was wiped out by deer, we didn't plant one in 2019--just pots on the porch. Then a weird disease wiped out most of the deer. And so here we are, giving it another go.
John tilled up everything, ready for spinach seedlings, lettuce, bush beans, cukes, chard, beets seeded in the box beds above. . .
Peppers, tomatoes, summer squash seed, corn seed, and onions in the ground here. Waiting on watermelon and butternut squash seed. . .
It feels good and necessary in this uncertain time to be back in the garden.
And I was cheered by the sight of a bluebird! I was sitting on the rock wall to the right in the picture above and he flew down to perch on one of those stakes in the tier below. He was closer to me than I've ever seen one and I could admire the brilliance of his feather--the irridescent blue and rusty red. He hopped back and forth from one stake to another as I slowly reach in my pocket for my little camera.
Alas, by the time I got it out and into position, he'd removed himself to another stake a few tiers lower. Still, better than nothing for a rare capture.
I'm choosing to see him as a good omen for the garden.