Mark and I were gone
from the farm for 34 hours this past weekend to help my father
celebrate his 70th birthday. When we got home, I couldn't believe
how much our garden had grown in that small span of time. For
example, I'm pretty sure our biggest watermelon doubled in size over
the weekend.
I picked every
moderately sized cucumber just before we left, feeding us cukes for
lunch and supper and even cutting up the last few to eat as road
food. I also dried about half a gallon of summer squash (which
turned into two cups of brilliant yellow morsels.) This basket
shows what I was faced with when I returned...and I haven't even
started picking the beans.
And then there are the
chickens. You wouldn't think that animals would grow enough to
notice in just a couple of days, but the birds from hatch 2 suddenly
feel like tweens. Which means the tweens are...dinner?