Today I fully intended to finish removing the old asparagus stalks from the garden for the winter. They need to be removed for two reasons: the first is that the old stalks can harbor insects and diseases, the second is that they look terrible.
When I was about halfway through, though, I called my Mom to tell her what I was doing, because she has asparagus, too. That’s when I looked up and saw the Casper White eggplant.
I thought we had eaten the last eggplant for the season last week, but it seems I was mistaken! There will be little bit more. When I glanced over at the Ukraine Beauty right next to it, I saw one more tiny eggplant there, too.
I can’t imaging that this will have a chance to get much larger before cold weather kills the plant, but I hadn’t expected to see this little fruit at all.
Since the broccoli is in the garden bed just across from the eggplants, I turned around to check on them, too. A lot of years I have less that wonderful luck with the broccoli, but I got another surprise.
Every plant has the beginnings of a head of broccoli nestled down in the leaves! I know very well the pitfalls of “counting chickens before they hatch,” especially when it comes to gardening, but this looks very promising.
After all these great discoveries, I had to make a quick tour of the garden. This is a tough time of year for gardens. In spite of the patches of green from the cool weather crops, there are lots of bare spaces and brown (or browning) leaves dripping off of scraggly old stems, so that the visual rewards aren’t all immediate.
The little tour showed, though, that insects are still finding sources of nectar in the flowers that remain. This bachelor’s buttons plant had a couple of visitors, in spite of the cool, damp weather.
And the nasturtiums really just hit their peak a couple of weeks ago. We’ve had some rain in the last couple of days (1.3 inches!), so older flowers are a bit battered, but the more newly opened blossoms look great!
When I got this far, though, a wave of much darker clouds moved in; it had been drizzling for a while, but that didn’t bother me. I’m not related to the Wicked Witch of the West, so I work outside even when it is wet – I’m not going to melt – but the thunder started and that was the end of being outside.
My next chance to work on the asparagus bed, if it doesn’t come later today, will be Friday. Maybe I will finish then . . .