We are soon to be in serious trouble. Last year we had four green bean plants and they provided amply for us. This year it's more like fourteen and we're hoping to store some food up for the upcoming apocalypse.
Last year we had five tomato plants and too many of 'em rotted on the counter. This year I only bought three. Then my girl found a yellow one. Then I remembered how the spaghetti sauce was a bit runny so I bought a roma for it's thicker pastiness. Then one caught on from a batch of heirloom seeds I was trying. Then one spontaneously sprung from the garden from last years droppings and how can I kill something to hardy (plus I'm hoping it's a Brandywine because by the time I bought all my plants there was no more room for a Brandywine). So it looks like we're going to be double overrun with tomatoes.
The heirloom carrots are doing well but the pepper plants are puny. I threw some pumpkin seeds in the compost pile so with any luck Walmart won't get as much of our moolah this October.
And all this came about because I saw some baby tomatoes this morning and started looking for that great marinara sauce recipe we used last year.... and couldn't find it. Shhhh... don't tell the Mrs. as she'll be mightily saddened. By the way, pay no attention to the weeds in the picture above.
Also growing are the raspberry plants. Three years ago they went in and did nothing, last year we had a double handful of berries. This year we can't keep up, a delightful position to be in!
The lone grape plant also went in three years ago but since it shared the same space as the thriving raspberries and was starting to work it's way under the siding I moved them this spring, hoping that I was gentle enough to not disrupt what should be their first crop. They did some sprouting and then withered, leaving one disappointed amateur horticulturist. But then they started plumping up! And up!
And up! There are currently about the size of a dime but I haven't time to go take and upload new pictures... gotta get ready for church y'all.
For those at Redeemer, well, we didn't make it. That baby was up last night and I suddenly realized that I had let time get away from me and would need to get five kids up and ready (plus two groggy adults) in an hours, plus we are going to my dad's right after church so we'd have to pick up and pack changes of clothes for everyone (plus swimsuits) and I made the executive decision to skip church. The fault is all mine. Sorry.