Here’s where the garden stands this week:
And, for a different perspective, a shot from the side:
How far have we come? Well, here’s where we were just a little over a month ago, on May 20:
I hadn’t gone back to look at that last picture before writing this post, and I was shocked (pleasantly!) to see the five-week transformation. Now the cherry tomato plants are almost to my shoulder.
Of course, with this kind of growth comes crazy weed production. Steve and I talked about mulching at one point. Of course, it was in an off-handed, emailed sort of way, but we did have the discussion. Did we actually go and procure mulch? Did we take a trip to the giant mulch pile by the airport?
No, we did not. And now we have insane weeds. Most of them are small, but the one pictured to the left sprung up amidst my leeks just since Tuesday. I left Tuesday morning for a business trip to Chicago, and Steve left Tuesday morning to go to visit his father in Texas, and by the time I went out to check the garden on Thursday night after I got home, that weed, which was nonexistent on Tuesday (I promise) was almost all tall as a leek. If I could just figure out how to replicate that kind of growth in my 401(k), I could retire, you know, by the end of the summer or something.
I have been planning a concerted weeding effort. Really, I have. I mean it. Concerted. Focused. Maybe even with gloves and a hoe. But I realized when I walked out to the garden yesterday morning that I couldn’t wait any longer. Even if I didn’t have time for a full-scale weeding project, I had to start pulling more out as I saw them or we will be overrun.
There was finally some evidence of rabbit noshing upon my return, as well. One strawberry plant looks lovely (although I don’t expect any actual berry production out of it), but the other seems to have lost its head.
In other news, the Zucchini of Insanity continues to take over the eggplants. It appears that trimming back the zucchini leaves makes no noticeable difference on its growth, because the leaves keep getting bigger and stretching further, but I worry about cutting things back too far. Is it OK to keep trimming, or are we going to hurt production? Internet, I need your help.
Before I left, there were two infantile zucchinis that Steve’s Mom exhorted us to pick. Their flowers had just withered and fallen off, but they were so small (maybe four inches apiece) that I didn’t think I ought to pick them quite yet. I figured I’d wait until I got back from Chicago.
Bad call on my part. We had rain the whole time I was gone, and I returned to brown, mushy, moldy baby zucchini. Sacrificed before I could even cut them off the plant. I won’t wait again.