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Gardening, outdoors, photography, summer, Vegetables

Father’s Day was child-free. Alex and Nick are doing summer school courses, but they called to send their love.  Absence, and the greens needing to be picked, made our hearts grow fonder. Bryon and Buster looked over the corn I planted last week. Birds had eaten some of the seeds as soon as they had begun to sprout. Our first peaches have ripened. They are sweet and have a floral scent. We covered the tree with a net to protect the fruit. We need to get more nets to protect our nectarines. The collard green plant reminds me of Audrey II … Spinach. It’s growing more slowly than expected, probably because of the heat.

Vegetarians returning from the kill.

I brought these into the office for my staff today.

It was all that Bryon could fit into the cooler.

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Behind My Back

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Gardening, photography, plants, summer, Vegetables

Bryon and the boys spent the prior weekends harvesting and freezing greens while I was trapped in a data slog for work. Today I made it outside before the morning fog lifted. The garden did not notice my absence. It was cool, but for how long? We have loads of kale, but today Bryon was tilling a row he had left fallow while I planted a few rows of green choi.  I leaned over and got a snootful of future pesto. An onion, ready to walk itself to the kitchen. Peaches, undiscovered by birds–so far.  Collard greens, on a roll. From the front garden. Tomatoes, braced by fencing. The plants have grown much taller, sheltering their little treasures. Concord grapes. Another lesson in patience, because these require several more weeks on the vine to ripen. Zucchini:  the invasion has begun. Asian pears, starting to form. These will be tasty (if we get them past the birds and other critters). Cylindrica beets in the front garden. We can roast them and serve on spinach with goat cheese and pecans or  walnuts. Cabbage and kale. What we don’t eat goes to the chickens, who pay us back with eggs.