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the garden: the gift that keeps on giving

Had another garden party this morning–the whole family was involved. Dwight and Dad worked on the fence; Mom and I weeded and mulched the tomatoes and I finished digging a bed and dug about 1/3 of a second bed of three beds total.  Bill provided double cheeseburgers from a fast food drive establishment, and Mom had carrots and celery sticks, homemade pudding (with whipped topping!) and brewed iced tea. I have also included a couple of photos of some of the garden’s produce.

first sign of broccoli

first two green beans

Mom mulching the tomatoes

setting the table for lunch

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trying to beat the rain

Okay, the ground was not dried out from the previous rain, but if I didn’t plant the last of the tomatoes today, they would probably have dried up in their tiny, little containers (is that redundant? –rhetorical question. yes.) So I planted nine San Marzanos and three Mexican Midgets, plus the last three of the broccoli. I also weeded the onions and rigged up a deer/rabbit barricade for the newly planted tomatoes. I arrived at the garden about 9 A.M. and left about 1:30 P.M.

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the glamour of farming

Not just anyone can be a farmer. Nope. We found two more tubs, for a total of five, to haul wood chips. It took about an hour to go to the city landscape waste, load five buckets up, drive back to Piper, position newspapers, and spread the chips. Although it’s only about 80 degrees, the humidity seems to be right about 100%. We were going to make another trip (we meaning my farm hand who works only for food), but it was starting not to be fun. The landscape waste facility is only open Thurs through Sunday, so we will have to wait four more days to continue the grand scheme.