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Right now is an odd time ... odd in a nice way. The frenzy of preparation is over. The asparagus has been put to bed.

And the peas are a good week away from production.

Each day the garden is getting taller, and all I have to do is water and watch.
The over wintered artichokes are putting up fruit.

Meanwhile, I have made beds outside the garden for the ones I started from seed.

And I have transplanted one into a 15 inch pot with plans to overwinter in the basement.

My other experiment involves growing a pair of French melon plants in a container far removed from the garden in the hope that their pollination will be uncontaminated and that I can use the seeds for next year. Now if I can just remember to water it.
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