We're still in hot pursuit of organic sweet corn. They are now telling us the end of August. I haven't eaten sweet corn all summer because I was counting on this sweet corn. Alas. Sigh.
The story on tomatoes: Well, some of our earlier neglect when we were short staffed is catching up with us. We're still going to have tomatoes (until Thanksgiving!) but we're going to suffer a bit of a lull--part of which is our fault for neglect and part of it is the 100+ degree weather when the plants dropped blossoms. So, don't be afraid, tomatoes will return.
Other news:
Suddenly I feel like a summer annual. It’s as if summer has nearly slipped by and I haven’t done all the summer things yet and so I find myself cramming in Sunday activities like summer annuals suddenly making thousands of seeds. This Sunday was farm Olympics, next Sunday is a visit from my parents, the next Sunday is another float because not everyone got to go the first time around and we’re trying to get floated out before it’s too chilly to sit in the water for 3 hours. And suddenly, it’s going to be September. Just like that.
Maybe it feels like this for everyone, but when your summer consists of only Sunday afternoons (the rest being work time), mid-August brings this scrambling feeling. Like I just didn’t get enough lazy easy living. Not enough baseball, not enough aquatic activities, not enough porch sitting. So don’t hate me if I hope for a warm September, so I can finish all the summer activities.
