August is a waiting month for suburban kids with not much to do. Too lonely for too long, with too much TV, school starts to sound like fun — Indian summer in a classroom, not listening to the teacher, keeping the time by watching the sunlight fall drip by measured drip.
For me, I admit, I look forward to it — the shadow of wheeling birds shattering the honeyed light. And all the quiet work that gets to be done — an excuse not to go out, to work in the garden, to read, to write.
So my August is full of plans, especially for planting. If I were to graft a mulberry, now is the time to prepare. Also on the thoughtlist: poppy plantings, flowers.
I took a look at the East Bay Planting Guide. Here’s what I can plant: beets, broccoli (from plant), cauliflower, collards, lettuce, parsnip, pea, potato, radish, turnip. I admit I want to plant onions, shallots, and garlic, and probably will.
Meanwhile, the nettle patch has decided to reseed itself, and amongst the dying stems come little seedlings.