Hot, hot, hot! I just came in from picking green beans and am plunked down at my desk with a large, frosty glass of lemonade trying to bring my thermostat back down to normal.
I was driven in from the garden late yesterday by thunder and raindrops. Unfortunately, the rain didn't amount to anything at all. Didn't even dampen the ground so everything in the garden is still very droopy today. (Including the gardener.) There's a 20% chance of rain in the forecast for a couple of days in the coming week, but nothing that sounds as if it will give us the good drenching we need. Rats.
I'd like to get one more picking from my shell peas, but I don't know if it will happen. I'm afraid their season has been cut short by the hot, dry weather. Not much we can do when Mother Nature gives us less than desirable conditions.
On my way in from picking the beans, I stopped by to talk to my cherry tomato plants. Look!
Finally! A ripe tomato! Haven't tasted it yet and after I got it inside, I wondered if it could have been left to ripen just a smidge more on the vine . . . but I was so excited when I saw it, I couldn't keep from picking it. There are even three or four more out there that are starting to turn color. You can see one of them to the right and behind the one I'm holding.
The hot summer we've had is not the norm for us in this area. Typically, we have three or four really warm days each summer . . . nothing like the past month or so of continually hot weather and heavy humidity. It really feels as if we've had a summer this year! We hardly know how to handle it.
the quotidian (10.23.17)
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