I'm seeing signs that our little summer garden is winding down. And that is FINE. WITH. ME. This veggie-growing thing has worn me out this summer! I think I just planted too much stuff. I think it's been too hot. And I think the whole squash soap opera was a bit much. I'm still picking five or six banana peppers and a couple bell peppers every day and the cherry tomatoes are starting to turn red.
My sunflowers are absolutely beeeee-u-ti-ful and I am so proud of them.
The cucumbers are still doing good and Larry and I enjoyed a cool cucumber salad last night (cucumbers sliced thin, sour cream, white wine vinegar, salt, pepper, fresh dill and chives). I had a little issue with something eating my big tomatoes just as soon as they turned red and we thought it was a mouse until the other day when Larry spotted possum tracks on the hot tub cover. I put out this inflatable snake scarecrow and so far, no more snacking out there. This little freak was taking a bite out of every one! Like my tomato plants were a box of chocolate. No, you idiot, they ALL are the SAME. Here's Monty (the python, stahhhp it) guarding our tomatoes.
He's such a snake in the grass.
I move him around every day and blow him back up because he's pretty much flat late in the evenings. The heat's bad on us all.