Misfits and other surprises

One surprise came when I was creeping about in the early morning on the patio, getting awake, not a morning person, seeing what was new. 

What I had taken to be a new spurt of the yellow golden showers climber, turns out not to be.

Red roses are emerging. This is an even older regrowth, from a sad little red rose I rescued from a friend's garden at her request when she moved years ago. 

It never flourished for me, either and I finally dug it up maybe three years ago. And here it's having a whole new life. There must have been a stray root biding its time.

It might be the result of my tossing out my tea leaves routinely around the yellow rose roots. Roses like the extra acid. But who knows. I guess it will survive the fence project.

The yellow potatoes are growing well now.

And I'm going to leave the chives to blossom, because they're great for pollinators. Look at that beautiful structure. Cruciferous, cross shaped for us nonposh folks. Amazing artwork. I swiped a better image from a botanical public domain site, here

I really have to get myself a new hand magnifier. My old one fell apart.

And finally late in the day, must have been the last off the truck, came the Misfits box. Missing the cauliflower, for which they're apologetically refunding me. 

And here's the Friday evening salad. Some friends have a Friday martini, some honor their inner rabbit.

Which I did. For once I thought I'd eat it just as it came without rushing to salt, oil, vinegar, mayo, just taste the nude food. 

I recommend this. It was great, deep tomato flavor, crunchy romaine, sweet blueberries. Very satisfying sometimes to listen to the food instead of acting on it. There's a lot already going on in good produce without our helpful additions.