As usual, our carrots are beautiful. (We may struggle getting some things to grow and mature because of our short growing season, but root crops generally do really well.)
Because I still have
I'm pretty confident the amount of carrots we have will be just about right for a year's supply. Other than the beets we can
Something strange happened to our potato crop this year. Each and every eye I planted germinated. No bare spots in the rows. I don't think I've ever seen healthier potato vines. They had no insect damage, no blight, lots of blossoms. I hilled them up twice and kept them weed free. But as we dug the potatoes yesterday, plant after plant yielded not one single potato. There simply was nothing under many of the plants. Why? What happened? I don't know. Bottom line, we got about 100 pounds from the 60 feet of potatoes I planted. Only about half the yield we usually get. (Oh, well. When the potatoes are gone, we'll eat rice. We like rice. We have a good supply of brown and wild rice in the pantry. Yup, rice is nice.)
The cabbage had outer leaves riddled to one extent or the other with insect damage, but once I peeled them off, the heads looked pretty good. We'll eat it fresh from storage and make sauerkraut.
Today is a gray, drizzly day and the garden now looks very bare and forlorn. I commented to Papa Pea how small the area of both the field garden and raised beds looks with nothing growing in them.
To everything there is a season. And it's the season for the garden to be bare and rest.