Our Garden Grows Quite Well, Thank You
Our garden is almost in full swing. Almost because the big tomatoes aren’t ready yet (the cherry tomatoes are coming in at the painful rate of one or two a day, though) so really, I’m just unimpressed by the whole thing.
We’ve gotten lots of lettuce and I’ve already pulled what has bolted and started another crop. Not much beats fresh lettuce, except tomatoes. Tomatoes beat all.
Trevor finished laying the big stones in the garden but we’ve yet to put down the small pebbles in between. It’s on the project list, just not very high. A time lapse of the garden, starting where we left off:
May 31, PLANTIN’ DAY!
Later that same day
The front right bed has been cleaned out of most of the lettuce. Most of the lettuces bolted after a few weeks so I removed what we hadn’t eaten to make room for new seedlings and seeds. In the front left bed I pulled out a cauliflower plant that seemed to be doing nothing more than lounging and taking up too much room while it was at it. One head of cauliflower is not worth that much room in the garden. Zucchini, cabbage, cucumbers, broccoli and San Marzano tomatoes make up the rest of that bed.
The back left raised bed holds a tomato forest and two tomatillo plants, while the back right bed has peppers, eggplant, brussel sprouts, and rainbow chard.
Here’s a closer look around the garden throughout its change and growth this year:
Close-ups of Trevor’s hard work.
A happy mix of greens.
Tiny frog umbrellas?
Grow, grow! These will be yellow pear tomatoes.
Lettuce seedings when they were first planted and strawberry runners making a dash for it. Don’t mind the weeds.
The same seedlings today.
The chard is quite out of control.
The main difference between this year’s and last year’s garden is that things are growing slowly this year. It has been much cooler than last year, to be fair. Our tomatoes are looking more productive although we’ve lost a few to blossom end rot.
Oh boy, look at those mortgage lifters.
I SEE YOU BLUSHING THERE.
Sweet 100s taking their time.
The San Marzanos we ordered online.
The San Marzanos were worth the extra expense of online ordering. I kept on top of pruning them, but they are producing so much more than our plants last year.
Tomato-drooling aside, I think vine-borers found our zucchini.
I think it will give us a few more fruits but I should probably start making funeral arrangements.
Our broccoli did battle with some caterpillars, but Trevor took a(n organic) spray to it that seems to have stopped them in their little inchy tracks. We have some additional seedlings planted that should give us another broccoli harvest before winter. You can see them here to the right of the napa cabbage:
To sing happier songs, the flea beetles are nearly non-existant this season and I’m thinking that planting six eggplants may have been overcompensating for the sad, sad harvest we got last year. It looks like it’s raining eggplants if you look under all the leaves.
We’re not overrun by cucumbers this month (but I’m going to quietly whisper that we could do with a few more [BUT NOT TOO MANY MORE, THANKYOU]).
Our second year with this garden has been more organized. We’ve planted another round of plants instead of leaving bare spaces in the beds once we’d eaten the crop, I kept on top of the tomato pruning (uh, well, I’ve been taking it easy this week and the tomatoes are getting verrry tall), our tomato trellises are much better this season, and we had several different lettuces that we ate and loved. We’re not master gardeners by any means, but we know a little more this time than last.
This year it is a little difficult to weed the beds with this basketball under my shirt, but Bun (as we call the growing baby) lets me work for a little bit before protesting too much and kicking or stretching on me. Tiny comes out to help me weed by putting the discarded plants in a bag or by picking the red (NO THE RED ONE NOT THAT ONE THE RED ONE) tomatoes.
Undoubtedly, Tiny’s greatest discovery about the garden was the fact that it grew food, and strawberries (‘bawbaws’) at that. Trevor taught him how to pick strawberries and we attributed the sad ratio of what we managed to bring in to what grew in the patch to our small gardener.
He didn’t even need instructions on how to pick off the tops.
He knew where the good stuff was.
Truly a man on a mission.
The strawberries stopped producing a few months ago but every now and then Tiny will wave his hands through the bush looking for more. The plant is ‘everbearing’ so we should be getting another crop in August. I’m sure Tiny will be the first to alert us to their presence (or he will eat them all before we even know we have berries there).
Tiny’s excited about strawberries, Trevor gets excited about the lettuce, but I will be most excited about the garden when the tomatoes are red and the peppers have deepened into their ripe colors. I think we’ll be there in a week and I can almost taste it.