Because the thought occurred now and it might be gone tomorrow
The autumn breeze sliced the air. Daggers to the bone. The weather forecast confirmed what I already anticipated: it was time to harvest the final carrots.
While the carrots of 2020 were underwhelming, it would appear that conditions were perfect this year.
8 pounds harvested in July, and at least that many on the second go. It would seem that this is a perfect crop for sequential planting.
No vitamin A deficiencies in this house!
–Simon
I am behind on my posts, so following in such tradition, here’s a montage:
Whew! And that’s the abbreviated list. A lot can happen in 4 weeks.
–Simon
Yes, I’m still a grubby dirt-eating peasant (roots and even bacon are low-class).
We got a nice crop of onions, but my potato box experiment was a big disappointment.
Not even worth the calories expended to exhume. I suppose if I fail as a peasant, I could fall back on veal.
–Simon
In the western world, the old world, food which grew below ground was deemed inferior and suited only for the dirt-grubbing lowly peasantry.
But how good could cooking possibly be without onions, carrots, and garlic?
Carrots we are harvesting aplenty, and more on the onion situation later. For now though, here’s the garlic:
As an experiment, Liz planted seed last fall. Turns out it works, so there will definitely be more of this next year.
Now I’m just waiting for tomatoes.
–Simon
Last weekend I forced myself to only work maintenance, no projects. I had fallen behind. Of course, mowing and edging and weeding don’t make for very interesting posts, so here’s some strawberries!:
Last year I kept them in a bag in the fridge as I picked them, until they started to get too ripe, and then I put the bag in the freezer. But that resulted in an ice block of fruit. So this year, following some Alton Brown advice, I’m flash-freezing them on a cookie sheet and then bagging them. Much easier to deal with.
So far so good. Bigger harvest this year too.
–Simon