Jungle Madness

 20 feet, and growing...

So long, Mohawk Man

Duncan has found a Forever Home!  CL is missing the little dude:

Me?  A bit.  At least I have some quiet time to contemplate life and guard the 20+ foot sunflowers.

p.s.  Can you guess what we were staring at, while gazing out the window in the first picture?

Yep.  Fresh meat!

Corn! Greens! Beans! Squash! Watermelon!

(already, CL has begun harvesting salad greens, coriander, parsley, basil, chard and summer squash...she has counted over 30 corn silks, 50 squash, 12 heads of lettuce and 100 beans! and the sunflowers have busted through the 7 foot nets...me? no vermin has entered the garden, thanks to my mad huntress skills...7 dead moles, 2 dead gophers, and at least 20 dead field mice encompass my current body count)

Cripple's Garden

If you look closely, you'll notice that a sign says "Cripple's Crawl-way." It officially names the path which divides the garden, so CL can crawl in between the rows of goodies.  She uses Yoga mats on the path, to cushion her body and prevent sores and bruises. The logs help irrigate the area, and allow for CL to sit down. The netting stops vermin from pilfering the corn, beans, tomatoes, greens, watermelon, squash, carrots, etc...

CL calls this "occupational therapy." 

Once this garden lures Bambi to the scene?  I will call it "lunch."