We’re at the height of the gardening season now, happily inundated by a flood of fruits and veggies; which only goes to show that gardeners are a bunch of freakish masochists (or maybe that’s just me).
You’d think sane people would avoid a hobby that requires them to go outside during the hottest part of the year and perform vigorous labour, then return to the house lugging pounds of produce that needs to be peeled/trimmed/chopped and then processed in boiling water over a hot stove. But what the hell; if it made sense, it wouldn’t be a hobby.
I harvested about 150 pounds of strawberries in June, and now the rest of the veggies are attempting to follow suit (though fortunately not quite that enthusiastically). I’ve picked forty pounds of beans so far, and they’re finally “slowing down” to only about six pounds per picking.
I only planted three zucchini seeds this year, so that means I’ll only be feeding all our friends and neighbours instead of having to make multiple deliveries to the Food Bank as well. Ditto cucumbers; but we may have miscalculated on the corn. If you don’t see a blog post for a while, you’ll know we’re trying to dig/eat our way out from under a giant heap of kernels.
The veggies’ success hasn’t exactly been shared by the flower seeds, though. I optimistically planted the seeds in our perennial beds this spring, but I didn’t take the time to mark their locations — I figured I’d be able to tell which were weeds and which were flowers when everything came up. (You gardeners, stop snickering.)
In fact, I did figure it out. It was quite simple: If it looked pale and weedy and it was struggling to survive, it was a desirable plant. If it was huge and green and growing vigorously, it was a weed. But at least our established perennials performed beautifully!
Here are a few of the blooms we’ve been enjoying this summer:
(Click on photos to see full-size versions.)
Here’s our most unexpected summer harvest: A pineapple. Two years ago, Hubby potted up the top of a pineapple that I’d bought at the grocery store. The plant grew, and you may recall that back in April I posted a photo of the baby pineapple that was forming on one of the plants.
Well, it actually ripened; and yesterday we picked it and ate it. Yum!
All my sweating in the garden is rewarded with more than yummy veggies and pretty flowers: I also get to watch the hummingbirds! They’re amazing — so tiny, and so fearless. They do their rounds of the flowers less than three feet away from me, completely unconcerned by my presence.
Sometimes they hover a few feet from my face, staring. Then they’ll swoop over a few feet to the left, then to the right, studying me from all angles. I think they’re wondering what kind of non-human creature I am, with my giant broad-brimmed gardening hat.
What’s new in your neck of the woods this week?
Book 16 update: I’ve plotted far enough to get started — writing begins this week! Woohoo!