It has been something of a while since my last garden update. In fact, if we use the earlier of the photos in this entry (July 4th), they were taken a month after that last update. I also have photos more of more recent happenings (July 16th) so, for both posterity and my own sanity when worrying next year about how my veggies are doing as compared to this summer… onward!
The Boy, it turns out, had never had fresh peas, and so didn’t understand that they were the whole purpose of this gardening thing in the first place. Up until then (umm, and possibly still now), he was under the impression that the garden was there to grow him cucumbers and carrots. (For various reasons (didn’t plant any this year and they all got ravaged, respectively) we have neither in our garden this year. Sad.)
Anyhow, it turns out that my worries were premature: the peas not only bloomed but have been flourishing and throwing out pods almost (almost) faster than I can eat them.
Before anyone accuses me of misappropriating The Boy’s equipment, I had full permission. In fact, he even cut the tape and foot off a couple other ones for me (although this made them too short for the peas; they’re in with the tomatoes). Speaking of which, their cousin, the tomatillo put out some flowers in early July…
The sweet pepper produced a huge (well, by my gardening standards; it’s probably about 5 inches long) green fruit that I left on while we were travelling, but harvested when I got back. I’m hoping this will entice the poor thing to spawn a couple more.
Around the time the peas started flowering, the beans did too — with white and purple flowers! Next year, I’ll have to plant some scarlet runners too to get a splash of red in there. Added bonus: I’ll have built my string “teepees” by then for them to grow up, too!
While the bush beans are true to their name in both shortness and bushiness, they could definitely do with a little more support than I’m giving them. Having a structured network of strings next year should help.
It hasn’t been all good news though; my broccoli, planted in what The Boy refers to as “the bad bed”, is looking sad and bug-eaten:
Although I’m still (faintly) holding out hope that it’ll recover and flower, I did put in some more seeds today (along with another 80 carrots — hope springs eternal?) for a fall harvest. Time will tell!
On the herb front, my cilantro, which I’d been so pleasantly surprised by in early July…
I think I’ll need to have confidence in my ability to grow the stuff next year and not plant quite so much of it. (It’s not you, Cilantro, it’s me. I just can’t handle quite that much of you, and you just don’t keep well.) I could definitely have done with just the one square, and had the other one of parsley (or basil). Notes for next year!
It amuses me that when I got home on Thursday, after saying hi to everyone, and dropping my stuff in the front hall, I spent the next hour or so tending to my garden. I’d only wanted a quick peek, but had been horrified to find everything (tomatoes! tomatillos! peas! peas! peas!) flopped over (because they had grown taller than the supports). The next 40 minutes or so were mostly spent gently easing plants back up next to their supports and velcro-ing them in place. There may or may not have been some brief panic attacks in there too.
After that, however, was a very pleasant 20 minutes spent harvesting all the veggies that had ripened while I was away. It’s not every day that my garden chooses to gift me with a coming-home present! (To top it off, my nasturtiums were in bloom!) That evening, we ended up with this:
The peas were devoured immediately, and the rest made up dinner the next day. I’m happy to report that the plants have continued to throw out more peas and beans pretty much daily since.
Between this and the CSA, we actually have a minor overdose of vegetables in the house — hurray for summer!