The garden looks tired this morning. Looks like it needs a vacation from all the blooming and growing. Long, fat cucumbers speckled with dew dangle from their vines. A few squash push one last bloom into the morning. I should be, should have been, plucking the flowers these last few weeks to get the already formed fruit to set, but the bees seemed so happy to have them I couldn't do it. What is a few unripe squash to me anyhow?
The potato plants have called it a day and are browning up. The beans have thankfully slowed down. They have provided abundantly. Not so with the tomatoes. They've done their best with what they had and given us a few small candy-like fruits but not much more. Green orbs which will never make it to red hang from tired spindly limbs. Thanks for the effort.
I'm feeling like the garden today. It's been a long difficult summer and I need a break from blooming and growing. Mike and I have a three day weekend and the time together is what we need. No big plans. Paddling, dinner and fishing with friends. Sleeping in. Just time. And that is what I need. Time...not stuff...time.
This weekend will be a nice break for both of us and we hope for all of you too - all of you who we know and who we don't, all of you who have touched us and who we've unknowingly touched. Thanks for being here with us and have a happy Labor Day or as in our case an UNlabor Day.
Peace,
Karen
2 comments:
I am with you. I declared this weekend a "no project" weekend. My project is going to be sleep. Hope you enjoy your projects too.:)
I stole some cucumbers from the garden. They're pickles now.
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