This week mostly buzzed by, at least for me. We started harvesting garlic for storage this week and I saw these flowers (pictured to the right) at the tops of some of the garlic. These are garlic flowers, I believe the purple are the seeds. According to Izzard it take two years to grow garlic from seed, but only one to grow garlic from a clove. I cut a few of them and put them in a jar in my room. For a little while my room had a faint scent of garlic.
Demi visited on her way back to Vermont from dropping Westley off at an airport in New Jersey. It was nice to see her and now I’m sad that I don’t know the next time I will be seeing her. She worked with us in the garden Wednesday afternoon, marveling at our cucumbers and eggplant. We filled her in on the few things she’s missed in the three weeks since she left– and she reminded me that I constantly cut myself on the knives. I had completely forgotten because she since left I’d been doing a much better job at not slicing myself on the knives.
I spoke with my dad last night and he expressed doubt that what I was standing next to were tomato plants. Unfortunately I haven’t be able to get a good picture of me standing next to the giant tomato plants with the large green tomatoes in focus. I’ll keep trying but for now I did get a few shots of the beautiful tomatoes on the tall plants. The sun gold cherry tomatoes which were on the other side of the camera lense are ripe enough to start picking a few handfuls. Izzard had suggested we pick a few for market yesterday but as we stood in the greenhouse discussing what needed to be harvested, we ate all of the ripe cherry tomatoes.
The last thing of note is this weekend is the Falcon Ridge Folk Festival and I’d been trying to get a ticket for myself. Last night I finally found a ticket that won’t be used. Now I’m going to go enjoy myself and I hope you’ll enjoy your weekend as well.