I live in a funny place, you guys. You may remember that one of my very first impressions of this valley was to do with a sign advertising bull semen. The sign is still there, by the way.
You are almost as likely to see a tractor or deer making its way up my street as a minivan with the little stick family decals on the back (you are welcome, predators!). And sometimes it's kids walking their 4-H animals up the street. The first time I saw a sheep on a leash out my front window I thought maybe I'd died and gone to Awesome. (For the not-awesome side of sheep, some of them think they are roosters. Which we already have around here. What is even that urgent at 6:30 a.m., sheep??)
|My row markers, because I am maybe I tiny bit crazy|
In my own agricultural ventures, have planted the garden. And then had a dream that it snowed on my tomatoes. Which, considering where I live, is not entirely out of the question, okay?
Last year I planted a little bit of everything, came down with morning sickness, lost interest, and wanted to burn the whole thing down by the end of the summer. This year I'm being a bit more selective, still not doing a ton of any one thing, and also seeing if I can get chemicals to kill weeds for me. Have planted:
Cucumbers (Pioneer Pickling, because the 8 weeks pregnant version of me thought that making quarts and quarts of my own pickles sounds like So! Much! Easy! Fun! The 8 months pregnant version of me is probably going to have some different things to
Dill (you know, for the pickles)
Bell peppers (red and orange)
1 Cherry tomato
1 Grape tomato
2 Sun Sugar cherry tomatoes
Sugar Pie pumpkins
Baby Boo pumpkins
1 yellow squash
Which . . . seems like a lot now that I look at the list. Huh.
Oh! And a row of beets, because I had seeds left over from last year's disaster and thought, "Enh, why not?" Also because I saw this picture and died of longing:
|Tomato-Beet Salad from Everyday Food|
Oh, you just did too? Yeah, that's what I thought. Also if you weren't in a feta mood I think some regular chevre on top of this could really be . . . um, excuse me, I think my forehead is sweating or something.
That's enough about me. How do YOUR gardens grow?