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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “the last photo you took.” Take the last photo you snapped. What’s the first word that comes to mind when you look at it? That word is your prompt.
Well, what can I say? I was showing off and these are the last pictures I snapped which found their way onto my blog on Thursday.
What do I think of when I look at them?
Hubby’s dedication in preparing the soil.
Watering manually with umpteen watering cans filled from our three butts when the weather had been so scorchingly hot.
Damn cabbage white butterflies getting under the netting (we will beat them next year).
Satisfaction seeing the results of our efforts.
There is nothing like the taste of homegrown, and cabbages are a first for us this year.
We have caulis coming too, and swede. Everything is trial and error as we learn what will grow and discover what is likely to fail.
The potatoes and tomatoes are also flourishing, plus parsnips, and the leeks, though slow growers, will be ready in the winter for our stews.
Next year we will not be growing beans or carrots as both crops have been dire, the former these past two years. Our carrots last year weren’t bad, but 2021? Pathetic.