I've just spent a full on two and one half hours in the garden this morning -- pruning, mulching, coddling, staking, watering. I couldn't be happier.
First zucchini harvest: one perfect squash. Okra, corn, peppers, cabbages, all coming along. Tomato explosion of both large and small fruits, none yet ripe, but edging toward deliciousness.... Fried green tomatoes for supper, perhaps?
We're shortly off to pick up some seasonal loaner tomato cages with which to prop up the volunteers and other tomatoes which weren't trellised.
Scores of friends and neighbors have headed to the Belcourt this week to see Food Inc. and I, too, would enjoy seeing it, though suspect it will have to wait for DVD release. Have you seen it? Here's the trailer....
My boy, at 3 3/4 (40 lbs, 42") continues to be enamored of our CSA's farm fresh eggs ("Scrambled, please. With toast!") -- they are extraordinary. I do look forward to the day I have my own hens, though think perhaps my Mister will need to come around. Not that he's against them in theory (I wanted to marry him, in fact, when he told me he'd build me a coop), just that he's right about how swamped and over committed I am, how better I need to manage my time, and learn some moderation-- how I have other things to master first. Yes, yes. Patience. Start small.
Like, see me up there so round and peasanty? Next summer, you'll see a similar photograph, me still likely peasanty, though less round. Well, let's cut to it: not so fat. Leaner, stronger, healthier. For now, starting small. Bit by bit, bite by bite.
And, oh, hey! Did you see the stunning article in the New York Times this morning on urban farming?:
“We need 50 million more people growing food,” Allen told them, “on porches, in pots, in side yards.” The reasons are simple: as oil prices rise, cities expand and housing developments replace farmland, the ability to grow more food in less space becomes ever more important. As Allen can’t help reminding us, with a mischievous smile, “Chicago has 77,000 vacant lots.”Go here for the full story.
Meantime, I'm off to get those cages and play with my boy child in the yard.... I'll be back later for Thankful Thursday.