Don’t those silly snow peas know it’s mid-August and they should
have been done long ago? Not that I’m complaining, mind you. They did get a
late start, and maybe they’re confused by climatic ups and downs. The vines on
the sunnier side of the planter box are definitely beginning to shrivel up, but
still they keep making pods.
Perhaps they’re aware, on some level, of their imminent
demise. They’re definitely getting better at hiding the pods under the leaves, with
more lurking close to the ground where I’m less likely to spot them. They’re
maturing faster, too, as if in a last frenzied rush to reproduce. Sorry, peas; your only authorized options are on the
plate today or into the freezer.
The pumpkins are coming along nicely; zucchini continues to
be slow. Okra, beans, peppers and cantaloupe are blossoming. The leaf lettuce,
alas, is bolting, but tomatoes are ripening, and the cucumbers continue to be
prolific. I shall have to make more sweet relish.
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