Yet another delay

floodedriverIt’s sunny skies today, but after two days of rain (and five inches overnight), the river has flooded for at least the fourth time this season. Which means construction of the new riverwalk will have to wait until the water recedes below the retaining walls and the crew pumps out the polluted water. This project was originally supposed to be completed by next spring, but there have been so many delays that I’d be surprised if it’s ready by next fall.

I should be happy they’re not drilling anymore, and they keep the sound levels down, but it seems like the $100 million dollars the city decided to spend on this project (despite not having $100 million and having to get a loan guarantee from the federal government) is not going to be enough to get the job done. That was predictable.

Hot pink at four o’clock


In addition to my purple morning glories and orange wildflowers, I now have pink four o’clocks. They bloom in the late afternoon, about the time the morning glories die. Then they stay open all night and die around the time the next batch of morning glories open. It’s a cycle that ensures there’s always color on my balcony these days.

I wish I hadn’t killed my moonflowers a couple of months ago by overwatering them. Definitely going bigger and earlier next year…

Picked my first tomato today

tomatoesIt’s been a long time coming, but my tomatoes are ripening. Two more will be ready this weekend.

I sliced that first tomato, sprinkled some kosher salt on it, and ate it standing at the kitchen counter – didn’t even bother with a fork.

My mother often had a garden when I was growing up, but I’ve never had a green thumb – I’ve managed to kill a cactus in under a week – so it was very satisfying eating food I produced myself. This could easily become a habit. I’m already making plans for next year – bigger, better, and earlier. I have a pretty big balcony to fill up with edibles and ornamentals alike.

And my bell peppers are barely an inch long, but they’re already looking like bell peppers. They’re so cute. They’re running late, too, but it’s been a gray summer in downtown Chicago, so I’m just going to have to be patient.