I posted a sign to alert visitors to my problems.

It is that time of year, when the weeds can be overwhelming.  However, my pleasure in weeding increases after a soaking rain and there has been plenty this summer.  After a rain even onion grass, dock, bindweed, lamb’s-quarters, shepherd’s purse, and chrysanthemum weed can be pulled out from soft ground without a trowel.

There is much to be learned from weeding, but not all of it pleasant. A streak of silvery slime on the ground or over a leaf tells me slugs have taken up residence. Squelching slugs is great sport, but not for the squeamish. If I weren’t at ground level, I might not have noticed what was afoot until huge chunks were missing from the leaves.

More often, however, this close-in approach is a treasure hunt.  Peering at the innocent, purple foliage of perila seedlings, I realize they might be good transplanted into a hole in the flower border.  Near-by I spotted forget-me-not seedlings—perfect for the woodland garden where daffodils will bloom next spring.  Verbena bonariensis too, is easy to spot below the sunflower seedling. I think I’ll leave the sunflower where it is. It will be conversation piece and I don’t want to chance loosing it. Of course, bindweed, clover, dandelions and other undesirables have reared their ugly heads. I’ll eliminate stress pulling them.

A zucchini masquerading as a peacock.

Six zucchini plants more than feeds my family of seven, weekend guests and neighbors all summer. After boiling, sautéing and baking tiny zucchini, and pureeing larger ones for breads, we still are surprised to find several hiding, in spite of their baseball-bat size, under even larger leaves. Conventional wisdom in peaceful Vermont advises locking cars at shopping centers to avoid finding your backseat filled with generous donations of zucchini left by a kind, over-productive gardener.

To solve the problem of an abundance of zucchini I came up with two additional solutions. My favorite is to make soup. Zucchini makes a delicious, nutritious, and low-fat soup, with a creamy, velvety texture without the addition of milk or cream. The skin of the squash gives the soup a rich green color and the seeds, cooked and blended into a puree, add rich flavor and texture. Here is my recipe:

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Green Goddess Zucchini Soup 

Serves 8

1 large yellow chopped onion, coarsely chopped (about 1 cup)

1 large garlic clove, chopped

2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil

3 small zucchini, washed, ends removed, cut into 2-inch pieces

6 cups chicken broth

Salt and freshly ground pepper to taste

In a large soup pot, over low heat, sauté the onion and garlic in the oil for five minutes, or until the onion is soft and translucent.  Add the zucchini pieces and chicken broth and bring to a boil over high heat.  Reduce the heat to low and simmer for 30 minutes, or until the zucchini is soft when poked with a fork.  Puree one-third of the soup at a time in a blender or food processor, starting at low speed to prevent the hot soup from flying out.  Pour into a tureen and serve immediately  (for a cold treat, refrigerate for several hours. The soup tends to thicken a bit in the refrigerator.   You can thin it with chicken broth, water, or milk, even skim).

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One playful solution to the squash glut is to turn the largest into a peacock centerpiece.  To do it I sliced off just enough of the bottom so it sits flat on an oval platter.  Then I scooped out flesh near the back of the zucchini for the peacock’s tail flowers. The opening is filled with moist floral foam, then I poked in flowers and ferns with arching shapes including white Queen Anne’s lace, pink cosmos, purple butterfly bush, and blue scabiosa.  The beak and the head are fashioned from small yellow peppers and attached with straight pins. I sliced an opening in the top pepper for the beak. As the pepper dried over the next few hours the beak opened. If you are so inclined, a flower can be inserted in its mouth.  Small leaved ivy formed a collar where the neck met the body and where the head meets the neck. The crushed velvet of cockscomb provided the peacock’s comb. And a frilled collar of Queen Anne’s lace decorated the neck. The peacock may be a little quirky, but it amused guests and the seeds of a smile were planted.