We have had nothing but rain or drizzle or fog with cloying dampness for months now. Okay, not months. But weeks. Okay, so it hasn't been weeks, but I truly cannot remember the last time we saw the sun.
Our weather is not hot, but it is humid. Very humid. Which makes ones clothing feel cold and clammy and downright . . . ishy. How can one feel cold and sweaty at the same time? Dunno, but I don't like it.
My beans are moldy, my raspberries are moldy. Oh, for a light and bright, breezy day with lots of sunshine! On the other hand, the forest fire danger is very low right now. I think you'd need a blow torch, lots of paper and kindling inside a tent to start a fire out there right now.
The garden is at the stage where it reminds me of an old woman who is too tired to try to keep up appearances anymore. Blowsy, disheveled and falling apart.
The onions have all done FALLLL-en down.
The trellises of sugar snap peas at either end of this bed have gone crazy. I am so tempted to tear them out to restore some order but the darn things just keep bearing and bearing so I keep harvesting and processing them. How can I not? They are delicious.
This portion of the field garden is busting its buttons growth-wise. The shell pea trellises on the left are starting to turn yellow, but still putting forth edible pods.
Believe it or not, this is one single head of lettuce that I'm letting go to seed hoping I can harvest them from it. It's over three feet tall.
While so many of you are up to your ears in canning tomatoes, this is all I have to show in the tomato department. Green ones and on a cherry tomato plant to boot.
But looky, looky, looky! We're getting nice ears of corn forming!
And I'll be arrested by the Brussels Sprout Police if I don't get some of these beauties harvested soon.
Sometimes the weather doesn't seem ideal for