More floppers from the "bad" bed.
Some of the larger ones in the "good" bed were also flopping.
I checked the eight broccoli plants, and four of them are getting good sized heads.
This is the largest one, growing in the triangle gardens.
It's 5" across now, which is already larger than any I grew last year.
The second of four growing in the triangle gardens.
The third, and smallest in the triangle gardens. Number 4 isn't heading up yet.
Remember the broccoli plant that was dying? Look at it now!
I removed the dying leaves and pulled the soil way up around the stem, firming it in. It's looking healthy as can be now, and the broccoli head is nearly as large as those on the bigger plants.
I want Stefaneener to see how badly my pole beans are growing this year. They should be lush with growth, and way up over the top of the fence by now. And this is the best of the three beds!
I harvested a few things, like my first yellow crookneck squash, cherry tomatoes, raspberries and the usual 3 strawberries (don't worry, the next wave of blossoms is now coming on, and more and bigger berries will be appearing some day). I decided to pick the last of the shelling peas, and pull the vines to allow the volunteer Cherokee Purple tomato some access to sunlight. It was cool and cloudy, so a good time to expose it to the world. You have to look really close to see the poor spindly thing inside the pea tepee.
When I came in from the garden, I decided to make a Zucchini Fudge Cake with the two fresh zucchinis I had stashed in the refrigerator. While I mixed and baked, Mr. Granny cooked breakfast. He made sausage and eggs for himself, and fried up some of the potatoes I had left over from boiling them for yesterday's potato salad. I passed on the sausage and eggs, but the potatoes were just too hard to resist. I ate as I baked, and when I had the cakes in the oven I looked around and.......
ACK!!!! What a mess we had made!
You can't see the chocolate cake batter that splattered on the wall and the toaster, but it was there.
And you can't see the grease Mr. Granny managed to splatter all over the stove and counter, but it was there. The kitchen actually looked messier in person than in the photos!
I worked on it while the cakes were baking.
Now I can make frosting for the cakes and mess it all up again!