Thistle down backlit by early afternoon sunlight. Tomato vine (think it's a Brandywine but not sure) in foreground. We have a thriving charm of goldfinches who love feasting in this part of the garden. Fairly nuts to have a thistle colony in the middle of a vegetable patch but it's been lovely to weed and pinch suckers and just generally tend to the food plants while the flowers were magnetic to the hummingbirds and now equally irresistible to the finches.
here they come! There are enough Blush tomatoes (yellow with red streaks) for me to experiment with my idea for preserving them as a cooked-down stock base. Waiting for tomorrow to give it a whirl as I have a truly debilitating migraine with a lot of neurological interruption and brain zaps. So not a good time to work with a sharp knife.
Will keep one of the big beefsteaks for J's lunchtime use and cut the rest thick with the small paste tomatoes cut it half. A bit of olive oil and balsamic vinegar. A couple chopped cloves of garlic, fresh-dried oregano, and chopped fresh basil added once the tomatoes are slow roasted. See how that works as a pizza sauce base.
There are three kinds of paste tomatoes. One is really not that much bigger than the Blush fruits. The San Marzanos I had my heart set on seem to be really delicious to the hornworms. I haven't pulled the 2 plants because so far they're keeping the predators contained.
The third paste tomato has large and plentiful fruit. I haven't tried it yet but J has given it a hit rating for salads, sandwiches and his morning egg white omelettes. I'm going to use my favorite sauce recipe for these. They are phenomenal!
Happy bean patch with equally happy morning glories in the background. Once the state shut down last winter we found it impossible to get green beans in any form. Three kinds of beans here. Lots of little beans formed but I don't count my chickens. Hoping to able to dry some courtesy of a friend.
Tomorrow I'm taking a cut-back harvest of the tulsi that should leave time for another generous harvest before the frost. Harvested the shallots right before the last band of thunderstorms. The yield was light but considering how late I got them in I'm relatively pleased. We'll have enough to get through. Not excessive leftovers for the summer months but now that the fence is up I won't have to worry about ruined crops (garlic) or late planting to prevent ruination (shallots and beans) as much. Note out of control Queen Anne's lace in background on other side of the fence. A very special feeling to wander among it.
To be planted in the ground: lettuce and spinach where the shallots were. Under lights: basil and kale. Kale is late for full size leaves but I'm experimenting with having smaller leaves at the point where the first few frosts sweeten them. A smaller harvest would be ideal in terms of getting everything done. Did also think the smaller leaves would be easier to preserve so we'll see.
We got the chain saw back from its overhaul so J was able to take care of unblocking the side dooryard. Now we can in theory cut the grass in the front yard but the starter on the lawn mower blew and the starter J picked up and installed today was not turning over.
Was fascinated by the signs of sickness in the tree. All the shapes to me at first looked as if they'd been drawn or painted there. Each cut revealed something different with the shapes becoming larger and more complex the closer to the base of the trunk. And no life rings. Just the big uneven circle outline that also has a painted look to it.
Apologies for being slow on the uptake with replying to emails or getting snail mail sent. Taking care to prevent my body from crashing is always a necessary priority this time of year but, obviously, it feels a lot more mandatory in this particular season. Also about ten times more challenging.