Okay, first, let me say that only the tomatoes came from my garden. They’re finally ripening. Yeah! Oh, and some okra we ate before I could get a picture of it. The rest came from my mother-in-law’s. However, they are all in my freezer, so it’s mine. All mine.
What you see here is a bunch of green beans, some corn, cucumbers, and lots of squash. Lots and lots of squash. I think I got only about a quarter of what my mother-in-law actually grew. And there’s more out there, too. Which is more than I can say for my squash plants. They’re happy and healthy and green and loving the heat and putting out blossoms galore–but I don’t have a single squash yet. I’m mystified. I don’t know what’s wrong with them, why they aren’t producing fruit, but I think I’m going to have to get rid of them. It’s not like I need more squash anyway.
She says she had to pick the corn a little early because critters got into the rest. I haven’t had a chance to try it, yet, so I don’t know how it tastes, but it looks good.
I think this will probably be it, though, for our gardens. My mother-in-law will probably get more squash, and might get some tomatoes if they survive the heat long enough for them to ripen, but I know that after my tomatoes finish ripening, I’m pulling the plants. They’re done. Oh, and my green beans. They survived June, but they aren’t going to survive July and they definitely aren’t going to survive long enough to flower. Planting them at the end of May was a good idea, but I really should have known better. Green beans don’t do great in 95+ degree heat. I might try planting more green beans at the end of August, though. Try for a fall garden.
My Sister’s Getting Married
Okay, let’s just say I’m excited for my sister. It’s been a long time coming. After ten years of futile searching for the right man, she finally found one this spring. It’s pretty much been a whirlwind roller coaster ride every since. Unexpected, to say the least. How many people get to marry their best friend’s family? She does. It was a welcome surprise, that’s for sure.
So no matter what I think or what concerns I have (and let’s face it–she’s my sister. I’m always going to worry about her, even when she’s old and grey. I’m pretty sure she’ll worry about me, too), I’m going to celebrate. And it’s the fourth of July weekend. Double reason to be happy.
So stay tuned. Hopefully next week I’ll come back with pictures!