Beautiful; isn’t it?
I don’t know why I prefer these kinds of blowzy photos (and live views) of the garden. Probably because when Mother Nature does chaos, it looks like order to me. Or rather, there is a wonderful and imminently mysterious order to the apparent chaos of untouched places in this world. It only looks disorderly when I approach it through the lens of the conditioned mindset modern Western culture has given me, with its predilection for monoculture, predictability, geometry. But I never did enjoy coloring within the lines….
Even though you could hardly call the kitchen garden untouched, I haven’t seen the need to mess with it much lately, and it shows. I mostly use nasturtium leaves and blossoms for salad garnishes, and it’s been way too hot to grow salad greens for a while now. For the time being, I’ve just been letting them be — which I believe is about the nicest thing you can do for any person, any animal, or any living thing.
I love the yellowing of the more aged leaves, the pinholes taken as a spicy feast by some friendly bug, the curling of the leaves as they struggle to compensate for the lack of rain during these hot August days.