Dean and I planted the rest of the garden over the weekend. We have 14 tomato plants, a zuke, a cuke, a crookneck squash, 9 or ten basil, 12 Walla Walla sweets, rows and rows of lettuce, a bed of garlic, a patch of raspberries. Is till want a watermellon and a canteloupe, but Dean is balking (no room!)
Unfortunately, the broccoli and cauliflower we planted last month is not doing well at all. It's probably root maggots. We refuse to use toxic shit like diazinone to kill them. We'd tried diatomaceous earth this year, but apparently it didn't work.
In a couple weeks, three at the most, the pears will be big enough for us to put nylon footies on them (remember those?).
And in other farm news: a six legged calf with no anus was born in Nebraska.