Only two harvests over the last week – I was (finally, finally, finally!) so busy reading books again that I could barely take the time to cook, let alone to bother with picking and cleaning and chopping homegrown vegetables. It’s been a long time since I’ve read so much or so enthusiastically. (For the record, Sleeping Late on Judgement Day by Tad Williams, And the Mountains Echoed by Khaled Hosseini, Inkheart by Cornelia Funke and Fool’s Assassin by Robin Hobb, and now I’m doing my yearly Harry Potter reread. I’m actually in the mood to write book reviews again, too.)
Tomatoes, peppers, basil and garlic chives for pasta salad. I ate that three times a day while devouring Fool’s Assassin.
The other harvest wasn’t until Saturday, when I got fed up with my spider-mite-infested eggplants and decided to pull them out.
The eggplants (570 g, which means that, spider mites or not, this was my best harvest since I started this balcony gardening thing) went into a vaguely moussaka-like thing, and the tomatoes into a salad.
And now, I think it’s time to go to bed and read for a bit…
And as always, a big thank you to Daphne, who I’m sure doesn’t neglect her garden and her harvests while she gets lost in fictional worlds…
But I woke up early on Saturday, early enough to go to the flea market in Big Town, and… well… oops…
And then, because there was still time, and I still had a tram ticket, so I decided I might as well go to the garden centre that I don’t get to that often.
I don’t know anything about Rhoicissus digitata, except that I like climbing plants, and it is something I don’t see a lot (maybe I’ve never seen it before), and it wasn’t very expensive, so I decided to give it a try.
But… but… they were marked down to € 3.00 – from € 8.99! – because they had grown too big – far too big – for their pots. They were in 14 cm pots, and the one I bought – the shortest one – is over 1 m tall!
For € 3,00 I can give it a try… I’ll probably cut it back quite strongly, and see if I can get the cuttings to root. If I can, they’ll be something else to sell at work.
From the community garden.
Pretty decently-sized windowsill carrots.
Tomatoes for some quick middle-of-the-night pasta…
Apparently that was all… there was another basket of apples from the work-neighbours, but forgot to take a picture.
I’m once again feeling a bit more motivated to blog, but there’s still the problem of being awake enough at a time when I’m at the computer… feeling motivated while I’m at work isn’t much help…
The balcony/community garden harvests keep trickling in, interrupted by days of far too much fruit from somewhere else…
My first time growing broccoli wasn’t all that successful (first the plants got half-eaten by a hare and then I almost forgot to harvest them – should have done that a couple of days earlier) and these “balcony-sized” short carrots didn’t really impress me either.
Apples from one of my work-neighbours…
I’ve been very grateful for the apple peeler/slicer thingy my mother got me for my birthday this year. Even if I doesn’t work perfectly for irregularly-shaped, somewhat damaged apples, it still made it easier to fill the dehydrator.
Some ingredients for Sunday’s pasta salad – I didn’t get a picture of the finished salad, because I got distracted by taking pictures of Squirrel, my almost-nephew (he is my best friend’s son, and since she is an only child, and we’ve been best friends for 20+ years, I’ve become his honorary aunt. And so of course he is the most adorable baby in the history of babies.) Yes, Sunday was a lovely day, spent at a local lake with best friend and Squirrel, my mother and the Clown Brother and not enough of that pasta salad…
No, no dreaming about the lake now. Instead I will say thank you to Daphne for always hosting Harvest Monday, and wander off to my bed and my book…
Once again, too tired for words and an on-time post. Why can’t I just ever go to bed at a reasonable time and get a decent amount of sleep, and then have energy left over for blogging and other things?
Anyway. Pictures. I don’t think I have the energy for many words.
Pasta with tomatoes and basil and last week’s zucchini.
Plums found in a roadside hedge.
The first decently-sized leeks I’ve ever grown. (My only other leek was a tiny one that was half eaten by a hare last winter.)
Cucumber salad and pasta with leeks, ground meat and sour cream.
It was high time to make stuffed peppers.
And now I’ll once again attempt to go to bed earlyish.