It only just occurred to me today that I have not shared any love for our garden yet this season. That is truly a shame! It could be because I knew, as soon as we tilled the soil back in the early Spring, that we would be moving during harvest time and I would not be able to reap all that I sowed. That didn't bother me when we planted the seeds, I actually thought it would be nice for the next people who rent this house to have a little organic harvest waiting for them. Now it feels a little bitter sweet. I am happy to be leaving behind such a bountiful harvest for the next family but sad for my own family not enjoying it.
Half way there
I was hoping my roma paste tomatoes would be ripe enough for me to can before we moved but there's not quite enough of them, and really what was I thinking? How would I find the time to can while packing?! I think my eyes are bigger than my ability to function sometimes. I may need to cut back on all my other projects I thought I could finish before the move, too and relax and just be.
The girls love our tomatoes. You may remember K's daily lunches last summer, proof that they live off of them. I think tomatoes may come in a close second to apples. It's so nice to look out my kitchen window and see the girls helping themselves to a little healthy snack from the garden. I am going to miss that.
C prefers semi-ripe roma paste...
while K (and her gardening hands) prefers our heirloom variety grape tomatoes.
Every garden needs a gnome or two
A visitor to our garden, resting on K's pj's.
I look forward to our new garden in Oregon, our garden visitors, and all of my garden helpers to continue on with our yearly gardening rhythms.