August in a bowl, 90% of all meals. Bread, tomatoes, basil, mozzarella, olive oil, balsamic, salt and pepper. We harvested 450 pounds of tomatoes last week..and that wasn’t nearly all of them…
Drought. The last rainy day I remember was in June. Early June. These beans don’t remember rain at all. They haven’t gotten any.
It’s spring in our fall field! A gorgeous afternoon for growing: red and green cabbage, beets, tiny carrots, broccoli, cauliflower, kale. Those burlap bags between the beds are as nice as they look for napping…
The season is more than halfway over. Fall on my breath. It’s been an extraordinary ride so far: wonderful, terrifying, hilarious, exhausting, stressful, surprising, bountiful, beautiful. Full of more fun and friends and heat and worry and tomatoes than I ever imagined. I can’t beleive how fast time is going by – those cabbages are going to be as big as my head before I know it, and we’ll be throwing remay over the beets to save them from the frost…
Laura
Whoa, your spring-in-the-fall field looks amazing!