My basil have been going gangbusters in the vintage clawfoot bed. All summer long, the bees have been flitting about the fragrant flowers — dozens of them, to the point where you can hear a collective buzz as you walk by.
Moments like these make me wish I had a beehive, because a colony feeding on all my basil would produce the most amazing honey! (Sigh, one day.)
I haven’t kept up with the pruning, so slowly and surely, the two basil plants in that bed are turning into little trees of sort...
Published on November 03, 2015 06:00