Haircut Day

Since I have a few hours between Monday Murals and T Time, I though I should show 

what I'm calling Haircut Day. 

No, not my haircut, but


my Mediterranean herbs.

I used a Sharpie to write on the bags and to denote the year they were harvested.

In the photo you see sweet marjoram and cilantro, which some people call coriander.  What I learned is the cilantro consists of the leaves and the seeds are coriander.

I got a bit carried away with the photos in the beginning, but as the day started to get much colder and MUCH windier, I slowed on the photos and concentrated more on the task at hand.

Next was French tarragon, a new to me herb this year.

I barely cut the edges of the French and Province lavenders.  There is so much more left on each of these plants.

Not so with the Tri-Color sage.  This was all I got.  I read that too much water, which we got in the form of rain for weeks on end, was the death knell to any sage.  The other sage I purchased this year died a horrible drowning death.  I gave the sage to my friend Scott when he dropped by.  I thought he might take more herbs, but this was all he wanted.  Since I don't use much sage, I was happy to give it all to him.

This is the rosemary I nearly killed this spring when I brought it outside and didn't allow it to slowly adjust to the excessive daily sun.

Even after the haircut, it is still doing quite well.  I'll have my choice of fresh or dried soon enough.

Once the two nights of hard freezes were over and my frost sensitive herbs were safely inside, the rains stopped and everything began to dry out.  That meant I was able to mow.

My Wichita flag graces my front lawn.

If you look closely, you will see the rocking horse that graces my front porch.

My pumpkin is barely visible from the street.  Even the hay bales don't show up that well.

My hostas, on the other hand, seem to be doing fine.

The back yard was so overgrown it had to be mowed twice.

Personally, I think it needs to be raked, even though I have a mulching mower.

I had mowed at least five hours before these final photos were taken.

It seems Haircut Day turned into three days at my place.  Different types of haircuts than I'm sure you expected to see.

Thanks so much for joining Bleubeard and me for Haircut Day.  Your visit means the world to me.  I'll see you soon at T time.