That’s ok; it just means more fresh produce for me, starting with beets, mmmm….beets.
And, it’s a good thing I enjoy them because this is only a small fraction of what my garden is currently producing.
The radishes, green beans, spinach, lettuce, arugula, basil, rosemary, cilantro, oregano, thyme, and peas have also provided a bountiful harvest and, if my tomatoes ever ripen, we’ll have enough for Caprese salads, salsa and spaghetti sauce, plus; The Teenager will be able to eat BLT’s to her heart’s content.
And, before too long, I should be harvesting four different types of squash, carrots, bell peppers and jalapenos plus strawberries and sunflower seeds, assuming the birds don't beat me to them, that is.
And my compost isn’t looking too shabby, either.
My grandmother would be so proud, especially if she could see me in my rainboots, large floppy sunbonnet and workman’s gloves; the apple, it seems, doesn’t fall far from the tree.
Hmm, apples, now there’s something I haven’t tried to grow…
That is amazing. It made me feel so happy even just to see pictures of all that thriving produce. Even if all I've managed to keep alive this year is, you know, myself and my kids. Sigh. Good for you!
ReplyDeleteI am so very jealous of your beautiful, beautiful garden. My grandmother also loved to garden...i just haven't tried it yet. Except in pots...and well, that really didnt' work. :)
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