The pea harvest was a bust, and the beans are not certainly not going to cause the freezer to overflow (after four harvests, I now have enough to bother getting out the blanching kettle and freezing 'em), but last night I rejoiced with my harvest:
I'm also very excited about this:
It may be only an ear of corn, but I've never had luck with corn. This year I got the corn in late, and then it was dry as a bone, followed by torrential rains. The cornstalks maybe reach four feet tall at the most - I didn't have high hopes. So I am just tickled pink that there are several ears forming, and they are already several inches long!
My squash have been going great guns, too. It seems that this is squash country, for everyone raves about how well squash do here.
Now, perhaps you are wondering why I would harvest such a small onion (see first photo). I didn't. Well, I did, but not intentionally - it came up with the weeds. But take a look at that sorry-looking onion patch:
The dill, while short, is doing nicely. I don't plant dill for pickling - in fact, I can't even stand the smell of dill. I plant it for the butterflies, but so far not one has taken up residence on any of the plants. Next year I will do parsley and fennel - the butterflies like these, too.
Despite a shaky start, the sweet potatoes seem to have recovered and are sending out tendrils all across their section of the garden. I'm very excited about these - I've never grown sweet potatoes before.
This final photo is here merely for comparison. Two days ago I took a nearly identical photograph of Toby walking by the sunflowers. Last night I noticed that the sunflowers were at least a foot taller than they were two days ago (see yesterday's post). Amazing.
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