Sunday, September 30, 2007

Brandywine Tomato


Brandywine Tomato, originally uploaded by tpl108.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Late-Summer/Early-Fall Salvia


Salvia, originally uploaded by tpl108.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Summer's Last Hurrah


Duck Inn, originally uploaded by tpl108.

It hasn't rained more than an inch or so over the past seven weeks and temperatures are supposed to soar into the 90s this week. My fall pea harvest is surely going to be a disappointment, but my pepper harvest, if not spectacular, should be decent. This recent bout of warm weather has goaded the plant into setting several new peppers. It'll be a mad dash to the first frost, which should be coming any week now. We'll see if we just might be able to sneak a few peppers in under the wire before the season closes.

Pictured: Aquinnah, Martha's Vineyard. No, this isn't my garden. I only wish it were.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Late-Summer Sunrise


Late-Summer Sunrise, originally uploaded by tpl108.

Hunnewell Forest, Natick, Mass. Autumn is on its way.

One Day's Harvest


Harvest, originally uploaded by tpl108.

Fall now leans heavily upon summer, with noticeably chilly night and cooler days. It hasn't stopped the harvest however. Here's a mixture of Brandywines, Yellow Pears, Sun Golds and Better Boys, along with some Swiss Chard.

The garden is now down right haggard. The plants have made their stand against several months of wind, rain, and now drought. Having brought forth a wealth of food, they look a little worse for wear.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

It's Been a While . . . About that . . .


St. Peter's Church, originally uploaded by tpl108.

Nothing kills a blog faster than a vacation. Spend a week without an internet connection, and suddenly you start wondering why you're running a low-rent blog about fruits and vegetables in the first place.

Then, toss in a new job and suddenly your little hobby starts feeling like work and you feel like calling in sick.

Since we've last spoke, my tomatoes have come in, but one squash plant died. You're riveted. Dying for more. You asked for it. I also replanted a huge chunk of my back yard. Okay, now you're hooked again.