Lettuce

I harvested my first crop. Lettuce. When we were regulars at the farmers market or when we belonged to the CSA, I always lived the lettuce in early summer. It's so much better than the store stuff.

So I watched a video on YouTube and decided to pull some before it bolts. And I'm darn close. It started getting that milky discharge at the base of the plant when cut, a sign that it's reached maturity.

But it looks pretty good. I cut three plants and got more than I think we can eat. Although, I can eat a lot of salad.

Summer vacay

The girls finished school Friday. So we did what everybody secretly wishes they could do. We went to Michigan.

It was a lovely trip. We saw our Battle Creek buddies. We went to the farm. We saw Julia. And, best of all, we played volleyball. In the sun!

It was a nice trip. And a good reminder of how fun the farm can be, especially when you're 9. Carol had so much fun exploring out there, especially the old hay loft, my favorite childhood hiding place.

Let's just hope it takes a few years before she realizes it's a good place to smoke cigarettes and kiss boys. Although, I have no idea how I know it's good for that.

Growing like a weed

I went out to weed today because A) it rained last night and the ground was wet, and B) the community garden lady sent out a very friendly reminder that weeding was our responsibility. Something like, "Get out there and weed before you go jaunting around the Midwest this Memorial Day weekend or you'll be sorry."

Anyway, it needed it. As seen here.

But it looks nice when it's done. As seen here.  (Notice the empty plot next to me and its weed patch. I think this is very bad for me.)

I saw a few small victories while I was at eye level with the plants. My first tomatillo flower.

My first sign of broccoli. This crop has pretty much been a failure for me. I think most other broccoli plants are much further along. But I was still happy.

My lettuce looked very pretty.

But an hour of weeding provided me with a very good lesson. Number one, I need one of those little foam knee thingys. Also, there were A LOT of ants in my garden. I don't know if ants are good or bad or neutral in a garden, but I need to find out. Also, they were the biting kind. Ouch.

 

Also, yes I am wearing shorts. Stop judging me. 

Anniversary garden

In honor of my and Steve's 12th anniversary, here are some pictures of my garden. A garden that needs to be weeded.

A metaphor for marriage? Probably not.

But I'm glad to have the day off to look at the garden, hang out in the backyard and eat a steak off the grill.

Almost summer

Fishing

Carol has moved on from virtual fishing on the Wii to sort-of-real fishing at Normal Circle. Every year, people populate the deep pool with fish. And sometimes those little fishies get carried away by the current and sucked into the drains. That was about to happen yesterday.
But a group of brave teenagers was trying to rescue it with a styrofoam cup. After a couple minutes of failure, Carol jumped in, grabbed the fish with her hands and stuck it in the cup.
"And that's how you catch a fish about to get sucked into a drain, " I'd like to imagine is how she explained her actions to her new teenage friends as they admired their work.

Garden in May

Not the best garden of the lot, but not the worst. Things are growing steadily despite a frost (freakin' May frost? For reals?) last night.