These are the infant paste tomatoes...
...they're about the diameter of my little finger, which is admittedly, not very big.
In other news, the possibly radioactive pea plants are filled with pea pods. Just waiting for the pods to swell a bit more before
Do you know what this flower is?
While it bears more than a passing resemblance to Deadly Nightshade, this is not one of my freaky herbs. It's my potato patch. Flowers blooming is a sign that the potatoes underground are about the size of a golf ball. We usually wait until Pioneer Day to start harvesting so that we get a little more potato for our labors, but I'm craving fresh roasted potatoes. Don't know how long I can hold out.
For the next week or so, the main yard task (excepting watering, which will be an ongoing battle until September) will be deadheading the spring blooms. So far, I've deadheaded the lilacs, daffodils and nicotiana. Got a long list still to do. One truth about being a gardener...the job security is rock solid. There's always more to do in the garden.
Have to give a shout out to Carin and Nathan who just celebrated their seventh anniversary! Congratulations you two! So glad to have you and your family as part of my life.
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