I am thankful for homegrown vegetables.
We haven't been big vegetable gardeners. There are many reasons for this, but over the years our vegetable gardening has consisted mostly of a random tomato plant here or there. That is until this year. During the intense first couple of months of the pandemic lockdown, I decided that we needed raised beds for a garden. Ward built two plots and we began planting. As I have mentioned before, all of our spring/summer plants and seeds were given to us by friends. From them, we got a meager modest harvest of brussel sprouts, lettuce, cucumbers, crookneck squash, carrots, and bok choy. We enjoyed each serving of what we grew and savored it since we knew there weren't many more to follow. The deer, rabbits, and stink bugs needed their share, you know, and uncooperative weather didn't help the plants either.
In August, I planted a few things for a fall garden just because. The turnips and radishes have done quite well, and one lettuce plant and one pea pod have so far escaped the rabbits. But the most exciting part is that I picked three tomatoes from the revived plants. (Between the deer and the stink bugs, we got only one tomato from five plants during the summer.) I love fresh tomatoes! And if the weather cooperates, we may get more. So for our homegrown vegetables and the tastiness they bring to our table, I am thankful.
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| This morning I finally got around to thinning the carrots and some of them are big enough to eat. The tomatoes weren't quite ripe, but I wanted to pick them before we got rain from Delta and they possibly split. And when that happens, the bugs always get there before we do. Also, I pulled some radishes and turnips. The biggest ones are pictured. The radish is about the size of a baseball and the turnip is about the size of a softball. |
