The garden is winding down but at its peak if you know what I mean. I still haven't gotten to the potatoes. Wanted to today, but I didn't want to deal with the mud. Picked about a gazillion cucumbers today. Cute little lemons and several English ones. Also another huge bowl of tomatoes. I think I'll roast them on Monday. I put these tasty caramelized treats in freezer bags and we'll enjoy a taste of summer in colder days to come.
The basil patch was next. I decided it was the day to harvest, as I don't want to risk it with a freeze. I did save a few, though, to pluck off in the next few weeks. I plopped myself down on the ground and picked each leaf off those plants. I guess I was out there for over two hours. My index and thumb are stained a brownish reddish and it won't come off. I don't remember that happening before.
All this basil (4 bulging gallon sized Ziplocks) will be turned into pesto that again will be frozen (in jars) to enjoy later. Basil sends me to the moon.
Boy, do I have my work cut out for me. I've still got so much to get to in the garden. Weeding, harvesting, processing. Will it ever end?
As I was picking that basil with all that time to think and feel, surveying the expanse, I realized that I'm the only one that seems to care, really, about this garden. Why is that so? It's like this every year. The kids occasional weeding and watering helps a lot, it really takes the edge off for me. However, I've decided that it can't just continue to be a one man show if this garden, and the scale that it is, is going to continue. This huge half acre yard on top of it all. I just can't keep up.
It seems like from early spring to snow, that's all our Saturdays are consumed with. Wondering if it's worth it all. I do know that a having a garden is hard work. And work is good for the soul. It's been good for my kid's souls and my own soul; this I know. But my work force is downsizing, folks. So are the mouths to feed. And this fantasizing of a literal downsizing in all aspects is becoming more and more appealing to me.
Wow, I've said it. Sorry to be a bit on the complainer side today. But a little acknowledgment of these overwhelming feelings takes a bit of the pressure off.
Know what I mean?