I Fail at Photos Again

I know you've been absolutely rabid with curiosity about the garden this year. What about the beans? Have they survived a rabbit invasion (unlike last year)? What about the kohlrabi? What is that, even? WHAT ABOUT THE TOMATOES, FOR GOD'S SAKE?

Not to worry, my lovelies. Brace yourselves for exhaustive garden nattering, without even the dubious relief of photographs. Because I'm too lazy to bring my camera out there when I tour around looking for green beans.

Spoiler! The green beans are thriving! Mostly because I planted them in the part of the garden closer to the house, so the rabbits came through the gully fence and stopped at the peas near the fence to gorge rather than risk coming too close to the dogs to get to the beans.

They did eat most of the peas, but that's okay. I consider those almost a sacrificial rabbit crop at this point.

We had a banner year for kohlrabi this year. I guess it liked all the rain. Kohlrabi is really weird looking. It looks like this. The bulbous part is peeled and then either eaten raw or cooked. We like it raw. It tastes like a broccoli stem, which is my favorite part of broccoli. The greens can be cooked just like collard greens. We ate all the bulb parts raw and then I blanched and froze most of the greens for the winter. Bonus.

The beets also enjoyed all the rain, but they really need to be pulled up now and dealt with before they get all woody and gross. That'll be a nice chore for one of these 93-degree days we're going to have this week. Nothing like boiling an enormous pot of beets to turn the kitchen into a sauna.

I planted a relatively small corn patch this year, mostly for Cubby. The corn is just starting to tassle. I think most of it will probably be consumed raw off the cob while standing in the patch. Cubby does love his corn.

We have insane numbers of leeks out there. INSANE. Which will be most welcome around January, when they're STILL out there. Hooray for vegetables from the garden in the middle of winter!

I planted a few jalapeno pepper plants. They have not done a damn thing except sit there, essentially the same size as when I put them in. Guess they haven't liked the rain, unlike the kohlrabi and beets.

The basil, on the other hand, is a riotous collection of bushes that really need to be whacked down and pesto-ed.

And the tomatoes? Still waiting for The First Tomato. Waitingwaitingwaitingwaiting. There are a lot of tomatoes on the plants already, though, so when they start getting ripe . . . well. The Crazy returns.

I can't wait.