When I really just want to blow it up.
I went out this evening to pick the last of the green beans. I thought they were done a few weeks ago but when I was was considering pulling them up, it rained and they were just covered with blooms again. Well, these beans are hard as rock in any size from those that need a few days to ready to pick. No idea what happened there but they are being pulled. There are still a few of the original plants with beans I left to dry. I should be able to pick those after the weekend. Other that that the beans are done. Mr. Fix-It was mowing with the tractor and I laid out piles of bean plants on the lawn which he kindly mowed over chopping them up for the compost bin.
One of the cantaloupe plants that sprouted in May, has just sat all summer with barely any growth. I started to yank it up also and noticed it now has 6 melons on it. They had grown into the beans. I’m not sure how we avoided stepping on them.
The Amish pumpkin I was so excited finally had pumpkins? Anything smaller than a baseball is rotting at the stem and falling off. The larger ones, so far so good…but I’m not holding my breath.
I know it was a terrible year in the garden for nearly everyone. The drought or flooding..but I tell you when I was yanking up those beans I nearly started bawling. I worked my butt off this summer, weeding crab grass that seems to grow a foot overnight, carrots , spinach, ANY greens and peas that did not germinate after 3 separate plantings. I had enough green beans for about 20 pints, 5 darn beets, mutant watermelon, yet tomato’s and peppers out the ears.
I’m having a pity party I know, I can’t stand whining (Love wine) but when I think of most of that darn work was in temps like high 90’s to over 100 degrees, hauling water and the outrageous water bills we’ve had….I’ve nothing to show. Not even any weight from my big old rear end, I think that is what has been the clincher!
I did learn quite a bit and will apply that knowledge to next years garden….which the majority of will be in raised beds.
OK, the pity party & whining is over. Turn in your party hat
There’s always next year right?