Our garden is progressing about the same as it was this time last year. The tomato plants are the happiest, filling up their available space in the planter enclosures and reaching desperately through the chicken wire toward the sunshine. We’ve harvested one or two, but the big pay-off won’t come for a while. Dozens of golden flowers tell us we’ll have plenty of tomato sammies in our future. The herbs are not as bountiful as they have been in years past, but the thyme, Italian parsley, and basil are lovely. We’ve been eating salads with lettuce that we’ve grown almost nightly, and every week or so, we pull a hot pepper from the vine. Yesterday, I spied a blossom that will soon be a yellow squash. It’s so rewarding to eat food that you’ve grown in your own backyard; it doesn’t get more “local” than that! And you simply can’t beat the taste.
One year ago: White Chicken Chili.