I know everyone's garden is at different points, but mine seems to be in one of those liminal stages -- there's lettuce and carrots and snow peas ready to eat, but everything else is either small and therefore not ready, bulbing up and therefore not ready, or sitting around ripening seeds after a good run and therefore not ready.
Fortunately, for a gardener, even the waiting can be fun. I'm trying potatoes in two ditches down the sides of one of the beds. After they're all hilled up maybe I'll pop some sunflowers down the middle -- they would certainly be big enough to rise above potato plants, and pretty to boot.
I have no idea if these potatoes will bear. The ones I tried in the bin last year didn't produce much (although I'm open to the suggestion that it was user error) and I hope that these work better. If they don't, though, there's the former compost pile and its volunteer potato crew. Go volunteers!
This lady is out on the red kale. I'm excited about getting seeds from this -- there are always new things in gardening to charm and intrigue me, and seed saving is the mania du jour. The seed pods behind her suggest that it's going to be at least a few more weeks before these are ripe. The tat soi is much farther along, and they're nowhere near ripe. I love the fat pollen pockets on her legs. So in one view, I see the promise of new kale, honey, and baby bees, since they eat pollen to grow.
And while I'm waiting for all that promise, last night's stir fried rice (or part of it) with home grown snow peas, chopped green onions, and Danvers carrots.
So the waiting is both interesting and tasty.
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