Hello,
Yesterday I was going out to the
recycle bin when I heard a tremendous bang. I jumped inside and outside of my
skin, looked around, and discovered a walnut had fallen on a parked car.
Yesterday I was out by the compost bin when another big bang startled me. Almost
immediately I felt some moisture on my leg. A walnut had fallen on the sidewalk
beside me; the green outer hull was broken apart. The force these missiles
gather as they come from high above is a bit daunting. No need to fire from a
gun just drop from a great height and I could not sustain the impact.
I picked green beans this morning,
assuming that no one else had come, but that was not the case or the beans are
hitting a lull. I got part of a grocery bag full. But I had taken a knife so I
harvested some brussel sprouts, as well as two zucchini and a number of small
tomatoes.
Leroy called to tell me that one of
his coworkers who also lives in the neighborhood would like some green beans.
If he had called earlier I would have let her pick them as it is, I will still
give them to her. I am happy to give up that time preparing and canning those
things. Now in the winter I so appreciate them, but at the moment they look a
bit different.
Maybe some time when Leroy is with me
we can chop off the lettuce and it will produce a crop for the fall. I guess I
could do it alone, but I just do not feel like putting forth the effort.
We have started to use our
disappointingly small onions. I am not sure why, but I have never had a very
successful crop. Onions seem so humble, but maybe they must be treated like
royalty.
Paula
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