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The crew says there is too much to pick right now. There’s red raspberries and black raspberries and blackberries, cherries and black currants, fava beans and tomatoes, flowers, and more.
Oh, and mint. There is a TON of mint to cut. The official mint patch is loving life. But there’s also the we-didn’t-know-there-was-a-mint-patch-in-the-gooseberry-patch mint patch and it is taking over and in some spots is even taller than the gooseberry plants. And since gooseberry season is a-coming, that mint needs a-cutting.
What we will not be picking a lot of is apricots.
Apricot trees around here have a sixth sense and always manage to bloom right when there’s a frost. Resulting in small to no apricot crops.
There will be a crop this year. But because it’s small, it changes how we talk about the harvest. Instead of, “we should get about 200 pounds” (what we’re expecting off one of the first year plum trees), it’s “I think I counted 20 apricots on this tree.”
Moral of the story: don’t grow apricots around here if you’re looking for a sure thing crop.
Also, the barn swallows have started to hatch. I stood on a pallet jack (the 2 prong fork looking things used to move pallets around) to get this picture. Turns out it was NOT secured and tried to roll away with me on it… so make sure you admire this picture of barn swallow babies that I (inadvertently) risked my life for.
Some seasonal inspiration:
Asian Cabbage Salad with Roasted Broccoli
Happy Eating!
Elizabeth
PS: Yes, blueberries are here. No, 20 lb boxes of blueberries will not be available next week. Yes, they will be available the following week.
PPS: I feel like I didn’t adequately describe my death-defying feat of photographing the baby barn swallows. Here is what I stood on that tried to roll away (down a hill!) with me on it.
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