This morning, I admired my lovely plants as I walked down the path Ryan built.
A seedling from the "gourmet bean collection" at Costco. Katie wanted to plant some beans, so I pulled them out of the pantry. Every last one has sprouted, so we'll see how it all works out.
Parsley I grew from seed, Basil I bought at the nursery.
Mint in the tire I found on the side of the road. This plant has doubled in size in less than two weeks. Tip: Mint should be planted in a container because it will take over everything. Very invasive sucker, that mint.
What's that in the planter? That soil looks funny.
Oh yeah, it's an onion scrap. I didn't have any soil to put in the planter, so I put half-decomposed compost in there. It was an experiment. Considering how happy the mint seems to be, I think I made the right choice.
I know I saw a cat back there this morning, and she loves to use my garden as a litter box. Must be sick and spreading the bacterial or cancerous wealth for my own kitty cat.
There's more of it!
It's taking over! That cat is dead meat!
I asked Ryan clean it up, which he graciously did, wisely using some large pieces of bark to dispose of this obviously toxic waste rather than contaminating a shovel.
And then he did what I should have done. He looked up "Dog Barf Fungus" on Google. Yup. This yellow stuff is called slime mold (although it's not considered a fungus anymore). It looks like animal vomit and is actually protoplasm. How awesome is that? I have protoplasm in my back yard!
Turns out it's totally harmless, and that some people, way back in the day, would eat the protoplasm--kind of like scrambled eggs. I'm not sure I'll be doing that anytime soon, but at least that gray and white cat won't be getting the evil eye from me...today.