Remember this?
Well, take another look, y'all!
Yeah! That's right, bitches. I am the garden goddess and you will bow to worship. Okay, sorry, never mind. I got a little full of myself, but I'm back now. But oh, my good golly, I am loving this plot of land. It's my own personal Eden.
Carrots. Yummy!
Zucchini. One of these leaves could cover my very large, junk packin' boo-tay. I've picked 6 so far, including one so large it could double as an alarming D battery powered bedroom appliance, if you get my drift. A big dildo, if you didn't.
A baby pumpkin. He has six brothers and sisters.
A teeny, tiny baby watermelon. One of five that I counted. I am giddy, folks. Kind of pathetic how easy I am, huh.
Eggplant. Ohhhh. This is Japanese Eggplant, which is excellent fried in a garlic powder, flour breading.
The Early Girls. Not so early. But that's women, you know?
The romalitas. These are new to me, so we'll see how they play out.
The yellow pear tomatoes. These are seriously the most delicious tomatoes you will ever put in your mouth. I can't wait for them to ripen.
My Better Boy tomatoes. Better than what, I do not know. Frankly, I think the zucchini ought to be named Better Boy, if you get my drift. See above if you didn't.
The herbs. Just regular cooking herbs. Not "Herb." That's in the secret bed.
And tonight's bounty. The bowl is full of plums. Yeah, I have two plum trees as well. They were here when we bought the house, so I can't really claim credit, but I do enjoy them.
My Better Boy tomatoes. Better than what, I do not know. Frankly, I think the zucchini ought to be named Better Boy, if you get my drift. See above if you didn't.
The herbs. Just regular cooking herbs. Not "Herb." That's in the secret bed.And tonight's bounty. The bowl is full of plums. Yeah, I have two plum trees as well. They were here when we bought the house, so I can't really claim credit, but I do enjoy them. I'm seeing plum jam and zucchini bread in my Christmas baskets this year. And home-canned tomato sauce. 'Cause nothing says "Happy Birthday, Jesus" like marinara in a Mason jar.
6 comments:
Bowing down to the garden goddess! That's totally awesome, I wish I had even one tomato plant! Poop!
Well holy shizzle of shizzleness!!!!! I. Am. Green. With. Envy.
Does this mean I get to enjoy summa that graden freshness in, what - less than 2 weeks!!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHH!!!!!! I can't wait!!!!!
It's truely awesome, I know, I've seen it up close and personal like.
YAY!!! So excited that it's taken off so well, no doubt it would!
wow! i can't keep a plant alive at all....
wish i can have your green thumb!
If you can get my garden to produce I WILL bow down and worship.
I planted round 2 of tomatoes last week. I killed off round 1.
I am in awe. Complete and total awe.
And remember, nothing says "Merry Christmas, Bubba's Sis" like a fresh-baked loaf of zucchini bread. Or just one of the big dildo zucchinis.
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