small. Rimmed with rocks. Two sections, small walkway between. Down on the edge of B, near the road up, down in front of where my small box house might have been but didn't. Was supposed to be the dye garden, herb garden. As far as i got was planting the Indigo seeds, which Grew, which i've done nothing with. The madder which will return in the Spring, it's second year. 3 years till the root can be harvested for dye. 3 tomatoe plants, in case the Wall Garden failed. Which is in question now. Arugula that went to seed almost immediately. And the Beauty FULL herb plant that begins with a B and that for the life of me i cannot come up with the name now…soon as i tap Publish, it will come.
oh! TaDa!!!!!! Borage!!!!! and it went to seed and there for sure will be more.
i had cleared these small oval spaces, ringed them with rocks. Covered with cardboard and then the first with Goat Manure, the second with that compost i bought from the woman in Chico. I planted the above. They grew. I didn't pull any of the Other Things that Grew, the wild Things. They remain. Their forms are incredibly Beauty Full. i know some of them, like this wild Amaranth. But most, i don't know.
it's time when i can replant for cooler weather. A second garden. Herbs this time. They will do well. But first i will sit long with all those that came up and ROSE to the Sky of their own accord. Thank Them and try to carefully know who they are.
first pic, a clearer image
second pic, more of how the Spirit of the plant is
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