We are picking the last of the tomatoes. I just never tire of fresh garden tomatoes, though most of mine this year have come from the Farmer's Market. Tonight I fixed a macaroni salad with fresh tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, celery, etc. I love, love, love summer food. Most of breakfasts this year have been a piece of toast with a tomato slice on top. Kind of instant bruschetta. We had bacon and tomato for lunch.
Apparently, and thankfully, deer aren't overly fond of potatoes.
Here we have potatoes that are purple inside and out, red inside and out, yellow inside and out and red outside, white inside. Yummy.
The uppity bee garden has really taken off. So much so, that if we have some good rains this fall, I'll divide the hyssop and mountain mint and move it to the down garden. Then, I'll just grow bee stuff I guess. Bambi isn't fond of mints or herbs and bees are. Too much time and money for it all to be eaten up by deer to keep planting and spraying and fencing, etc, etc.
We hatched three babies out of eight eggs at school. I was not disappointed. We just had coop full this spring. I'm expecting eggs from the new girls any day.
On a dime the frightful, muggy heat vanished. This week the weather is expected to be glorious. I was still able to walk outside in the mornings, but the dreadful afternoons drove us indoors. I'll be so happy to get back out.