It's been hot, it's been humid, it's been buggy. Gee, sounds like summer time, doesn't it?
So far this summer, we've had more truly hot days than we usually get all season. Global warming? Sure didn't feel like it when our spring and first weeks of June were so darn cool.
The high temps are doing a number on my cool weather crops . . . the broccoli, some of the cauliflower and the peas.
The broccoli heads that are supposed to grow to 8-10" across look to me to be about to put forth their little yellow flowers which means they are close to past prime harvesting time. Not good. The heads are about 6" across and aren't "tight" as they should be. Some are even sending out side shoots already. I've never had that happen before cutting off the main head. I'm thinking the hot weather is not to their liking. I'm also thinking I'd better get busy and harvest them.
Here are a couple of sad cauliflower plants. I had seven "extras" I started from seeds and planned on putting them in the field garden as soon as I knew where I might have room for them. They went out a few weeks later than the first batch I put in a raised bed.
I'm not sure why the one in the middle has given up the ghost (they've all received adequate water), and the one on the right is looking as though it's going to follow suit. The other five are (so far) doing okay, but they probably don't like the heat either.
Neither the sugar snap peas nor the shell peas are coming along as they should. They tell me they aren't happy with our temperatures. Plain and simple.
I must admit this heat and humidity is sure getting me down. I just don't function well in it. Logy and pep-less is my current state of being. I'm finding it hard to summon up the energy to do what needs to be done.
Tonight there are fourteen pounds of cleaned (thank heavens) strawberries in the refridge. Tomorrow I'll make some into fruit leather and use some for a double batch of jam. The rest will go into the freezer in quart containers for future smoothies.
When I was putting a fresh supply of peat moss in the blueberry patch today, I noticed there were haskap berries on the ground under those bushes. Ooops, a sure sign they are ready to be harvested. My dear husband helped me pick all of the berries from one of the smaller bushes . . . at which time we were both about to collapse from heat prostration so we left the other two bushes for tomorrow morning. (Is that procrastination or being wise?)
We went into the relatively cool house (so glad our house does stay comfortable), sat at the kitchen table and cleaned the haskap berries. Three quarts (exactly) from the one bush went into the freezer as the beginning of the stash for wine making this winter.
Rain forecast for tomorrow afternoon (and into the evening) should take the temperature down a bit. Probably won't do much for the humidity though.
I'm putting in a request that The Sandman brings me a fresh infusion of get-up-and-go during the night tonight. I'm gonna need it tomorrow.
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