Tardy

This might be the first time I have actually seen brussel sprouts…sprout. I’ve tried to plant them every year, but they’ve been shy, never showing their leaves.

Now, when I actually have seedlings emerging, it may be too late.

I was tardy in starting my fall garden.

Tardy by two whole weeks. When I finally started cabbage, broccoli, cauliflower and brussel sprouts it was mid-August.

Did I direct sow lettuce and beans? No.

How about carrots? Nope.

In fact, I’ve barely even started to prepare the fall beds. Joe and Jake have done more to pull the weeds and cultivate the soil with their digging and chopping.

Literally chopping like ninjas…complete with the sound effects. Hi-ya!

But…we’ll do the best we can. Seeds are cheap, so we’ll sow ’em now and see what happens.

If nothing else, the chickens will have a good time tearing up the kitchen garden and finding tender roots that never grew into yummy food.

I tried to start a garden
For eating in the fall
I hoped to grow a bounty
Good veggies for us all

But life just seems to happen
To let our grand plans go
So now I’ll hope the weather
Will let our produce grow