Not so great expectations
So it looks like I planted the spinach a little too late. And the lettuce. And the cucumbers were perhaps to fragile as tiny sprouts to withstand my man-handling of them into the garden. Either way, as far as veggies go so far, looks like I missed the boat.
The boat I was trying to catch runs on an extremely complex tide table. Here’s the thing– I want a couple of productive harvests this summer. The first should come in right about June 10th, and then I’d like another healthy haul near the middle of August. All I’m asking is that the sprouts take a nice siesta for the six weeks that we will be gallivanting about the country, cruising up and down the coast and then soaking in sunny Des Moines while our Jr. Olympian breaks all sorts of jump-roping records.
Too much to ask? Maybe for the leafy greens, but the raspberries and rhubarb seem game. Ditto the strawberries, which are producing fruit in a frenzy.
The potatoes, a first attempt for us, are also good with our game-plan. The plants are sturdy and beautiful, and from what I hear they are content to hide out underground through the hideous heat of July.
In the vegetable’s favor, I did fall in the tomato patch, and that spill seems to be paying off. There is a sprinkling of healthy looking sprouts of unknown origin coming up in a haphazard sneeze. Cucumbers from a spilled seed packet? Squash from un-composted seeds? Only time (or a more seasoned gardener than I) will tell…
I’ve come around to the fact that we most likely will not get to eat any home-grown greens before we hit the road. I’m really ok with it, especially since all the ingredients for summer desserts (cobblers, pies, crumbles) are returning on their own in spades.
My garden may not bend to any artificially imposed time table, but at least it shares my main philosophy: Life is Short. Eat/grow dessert (plants) first.
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And the fun with bugs continues. Here’s a gratuitous picture:
Girls And Their Roly-Polies
