Summer Full Strawberry Moon
The full strawberry moon, evocative. Our strawberries have wound down for this season, but we enjoyed them while they ripened. I had blueberries on cereal this morning, blueberries from our patch. Finished the planting for a third harvest: beans, spinach, swiss chard, beets: golden and detroit red and carrots.
Kate has been picking currants like a woman possessed. She has I don’t know how many and won’t rest until all five bushes are clean. That’s a lot of currants. Last year I couldn’t even spell currant and now I have more than I know what to do with.
The whole garden, including the bees, has proved a bit much this year. The longer season didn’t help, it got stuff off to an early start, ahead of me. Plugging away though. I’ll probably get back to even about time to put the sucker to bed for the winter.
Hilo helped me plant, each hour with her more precious now that we know her days will wink out in the not too distant future.
