Bois d'arc is the osage orange, native to a small corner of Oklahoma but it has been carried around and planted in much of the U.S. It grows along fences in the prairie north of us, and when the fruits are big and lime green they are easy to pick out of the cedar brakes and hackberry clumps. I think it was a particularly valuable wood among the indigenous people who harvested, perhaps even traded it.

This afternoon was heavily overcast but a comfortable temperature for once. A couple of layers over t-shirt and jeans was exactly right for slow-moving work in the garden. I dug up the area where I planted potatoes. Only four, I'll see how it goes before I decide to plant any more in future years. I have a couple that I may plant in containers to see how that works.

I planted some yellow granex and white granex onion sets today also. I tend to make short rows and plant them in zones, and this is the area close to my side door where I have herbs and chard.

I designated the spot for this year's compost with the weeds I dug out of the garden. Last year's heap is slowly sinking, the year before looks good and is what will go in the gardens this year.

SRS