Finally things are beginning to settle. The new boiler was installed. It looks beautiful and it better with what it cost! The new barn roof goes up next week. I have my fingers crossed on that one. And I am large with child, feeling one with the pendulous and fecund garden. Just two weeks ago I was commenting on how strangers don't seem to comment on my pregnancy at all--how lucky am I? Well, the comments have come forth in a deluge. Routine questions: when are you due, boy or girl, and what's the name. The rote response to when I am due (September 12th) is REALLY? You look due tomorrow! To which I wittily respond: Well, you know, being so short he doesn't have too much of a choice but to grow out. Ha, ha, ha! As soon as someone knows it's a boy--this is men and women--they go into this whole thing about how lucky I am because girls are so outrageously difficult and boys are angels. To which I smile mutely and nod thinking: did you know you were talking to a former girl? I wonder what they would say if I was having a girl. Maybe I should try that. People usually don't know what to do when I say we are waiting until he's born to name him. But what are some ideas, they say. And I say, we have a few, but we're not discussing them. And Oh! people get upset when you won't tell them. I sometimes feel bad for them and want to cave. But I don't. Honestly, we don't have many names floating around.
So, it's summer and the weather has been moody. Thunderstorms every other day. I have not had to water the garden since I planted everything. The tomatoes are slow to ripen. I thought it was just my heirlooms but indeed even the Big Boys and Early Girls are slow, according to some neighbors. Here's my first Red Zebra with an unwanted guest, the Tomato Horn Worm. Impressive, aren't they? Sadly they have to die.
Here's the Red Zebra nestled in next to one of my amazing Sunshine Squashes. These are amazing. I saved seeds from a squash I liked last year and they have been my most impressive plants from seed stock. Sadly I have some kind of squash boring bugs infesting the gorgeous leafy vines that spread out like crazy. I don't know what to do about them...
First time ever growing Sugar Baby Watermelons for Steve and they are super cute. How did I do it? I think all the rain helps. I can't help but notice that these small watermelons seem to be the same size as newborn baby's heads. Yipes.
And who doesn't love a little patch of zinnias? They make me happy every day.
The markets are full of local fruit and vegetables so I made a tart with peaches, nectarines, shiro plums, Italian plums and blueberries. I think I ate most of this. Notice the picture is before baking. It didn't make it for the "after" shot. You're lucky I even took a picture!Now that my final day of work is here I won't be posting as much. I'll be laying on the couch thinking of what I could do if I had the energy, eating pie, and watching this small being wiggle around in my belly (!). It's the most amazing thing.