I'm a bit dazed and confused today. The letter P conjures up so many topics to write about: there is the pond (saving that for later); and, of course, the park, my park (saving it for later, too).
As far as plants go, I could write a short paragraph about pink petunias and Johnny Jump-ups, one of my favorite flowers. I could possibly put together an even shorter paragraph about the potatoes in my garden: they are blooming and doing fine.
One of my all-time favorite vegetable is the snap pea. A good cultivar is the Oregon Trail, or one with similar name. I won't plant any other than these peas whose pods I can pick in the garden and eat raw right there on the spot. I don't have to wash the pods because no chemicals are used and the pods seem to be free from insects and bugs; thus, no protein is inadvertently eaten.
The other day, I harvested the last of the peas and pulled up the vines. These snap peas don't have to be shelled, but I remove the ends. I quickly dunk them in boiling water, let them chill under running cool water, and drain. Finally, I put the peas in bags and into the freezer.
This is the end of the planting season this spring. No? Well, maybe one more that I dedicate to Mike. Here is Plant and Page. Enjoy!