Its a beautiful morning here. Gone is the terrible humid heat of last month that made pulling a T shirt over my sweaty back a near impossible task. Last nite it rained and I had to shut windows against the wind driven water as it washed the west facing sills. So today, my patchy crabgrass lawn looks greener, the goldenrod in the horse pasture more yellow, the air is fresher, and the garden seeds I replanted just yesterday are ready to take off like a bunch of Jamaicans lined up for the start of a 100 metre dash. Yes, I did replant garden. Because it was so hot this year everything Bolted, yes like Usain. Instead of slowly growing in a race with Jack Frost, my watermelons grew real fast and the vines withered with ripened fruit delivered early. Beans became beans overnite and peas quickly matured and it was hot enough that the corn popped right in my garden. I cleaned all that stuff up, fed watermelon to myself until my skin became green and I was peeing like an Italian water fountain. Yesterday, I mucked out an old chicken coop and put all that nitrogen onto the garden where crops were done. I roto tilled it in and thought, I should plant more and so I did, More potatoes (look out Idaho), more Swiss Chard (theSwiss are trying to dismiss their concerns that it will be called Canadian Chard) , green beans, onions (Anyone know how to make Onion rings), radish and more leaf lettuce, Kohl Rabi and Parsnips which can stay in the ground under a bit of straw until December. Ah the kids will be excited by fresh parsnips for Christmas. Not! Lots of other stuff still grows in the garden from earlier this year. Tomatoes are in season now, carrots, Kale (it has gotta be good for you) beets to scare you next day, Squashes, and Brussel Sprouts. They don't form until November it seems. Little Baby Cabbages.cute they are, and tasty. And in three weeks,Ever bearing raspberries will be ripening and there will be some ready every day until freezeup, I like my garden, It is good excercise. I used to drop the the fine seeds into the prepared furrow between my thumb and finger of my right hand. Now that is impossible and I use my left. I weed with my right when I have time. It is hard to pound in a garden stake with my right parky paw swinging the axe (ooh, watch out, close call, anyone see that) to tie up a tomato vine, but it gets done. I have to force my right hand to work and often ol Lefty just jumps in and does it with smugness to which Righty replies by slowly flipping him the Bird and says :just you wait lefty. your turn is coming. Gardens are good therapy, produce good food, good time for thinking. exercise. keeps me out of the way, neighbours enjoy extras. keeps the freezer full of food, makes me feel useful, it is in my blood, gives me something to talk about and that is all I got to say about gardens this morning
I hope everyone there is doing fine!
from jb[/quote God JB makes me tired even reading about all the jobs you done in the garden would have no problome eating the end result though]