Gonna make this garden grow.
Gonna mulch it deep and low.
Gonna make it fertile ground…

Pullin’ weeds and pickin’ stones
We are made of dreams and bones
Need a place to call my own
‘Cause the time is close at hand…

We have two vegetable gardens this year. One at home, which has been repeatedly nommed by groundhogs, an insistent deer, bugs, and something else, but has still managed to keep growing and producing. And we have a second vegetable garden at the public gardens. The public gardens are new in this location and so are a little weedier than an established garden, but otherwise it’s been great. We’ve got lots of stuff growing and I’ve made a lot of stir fries and goulash sorts of things with the kohlrabi, chard, beets, peppers, and tomatoes.

A few nights ago, Mom and I made a batch of dill pickles (Grandma’s recipe!) and yesterday I picked this…

Our third cantaloupe of the season (two varieties, this is the less totally awesome one), some more cukes, the first carrots we’ve picked, a TON of cherry tomatoes, and a fair bunch of “normal” tomatoes.

So for dinner I made pasta capreze. Our tomatoes, our basil, our chives. In the old days it would have been my home made cheese too.

And for dessert… sorbet! Sorry, didn’t get a good photo of that.

Mmmm sorbet. Cantaloupe, mint, lime. Fantastalicious and refreshing. And a great use for a cantaloupe with really nice flavor but not as firm a texture as we like.

Ok, that’s it for now!

~The Gnome