I don't consider myself a competitive person
about things that really matter. But when it comes to the garden,
I'm always racing to get the first spring peas, to eat fresh corn by
the Fourth of July, to harvest the first tomatoes.
When we drive to town, I crane my neck to pick out details in the
gardens we pass by. Are their cabbages bigger than my
cabbages? Strangely enough, Mark doesn't let me drive much any
more....
So you can imagine my angst when folks started telling me they were
eating fresh tomatoes. Two weeks ago, reports came in from my
brother in California, but now even my brother fifty miles down the
road has tomatoes.
Okay, so I admit it --- we don't have ripe tomatoes yet. But we
are eating cucumbers, summer squash, okra, sweet corn, swiss chard,
garlic, basil, parsley, carrots, green beans, broccoli,
wineberries, and blackberries. I may have lost the battle, but
maybe I won the war?