I’ve been very busy and also very distracted. I left town for a week and feel that my poor garden started to decline around the same time. The bulk of what I grew was squash and most of that has been harvested so I believe I will to go in and clean that all up. My pumpkin plant is growing, but at a slow pace so most likely, unless things change, I won’t have pumpkin by October. Only time will tell though.
My tomato plants have grown so HUGE yet have produced only 1 tomato. I had a branch full of green tomatoes and as I was watering the hose went around the plants and broke the branch. Yes; the very branch that had tomatoes in the process of ripening. So irritated and sad. Seriously, of all the branches that had to bite the dust? My other tomatoes 🍅 were chomped to pieces by Templeton. I suppose it wasn’t meant to be.
During such a questionable and difficult time in the world, going out into my yard with a shovel allowed me to feel value and brought me the peace of mind I needed
I am already planning what I’ll do next year in the garden. The joy, tranquility and sense of accomplishment I’ve gained from gardening overrides any of the downers that happened.
My trees produced so much fruit that this fall, and probably winter, I’ll be busy making jelly and fruit leather with everything I froze.
A bonus I’ve enjoyed is being able to share what I’ve grown. It’s a great feeling to hand food over to people I care about.
💕 Lady Phoebe
