Bearing Fruit

Watering my yia yia's garden when I was a kid was always a highlight of those long-gone summer evenings. I was in charge of moving the hose from one neat little row to the next, nimbly running to the other side of the garden to make sure the water had reached the last plants. She and I would inspect the plants, looking carefully for any signs that our efforts were bearing, well, fruit.

Those are some of my favorite memories.

Tonight while I watered admittedly less neat little rows in a garden that has far more weeds than hers ever had, I took great delight in showing the boys that our efforts are, well, bearing fruit.

Our first cucumber

Soon to be tomatoes

Pumpkins on their way

Of course, we've been getting zucchini for weeks...

Apples on their way

Pears too

And what backyard farm would be complete without hens thwarted by chicken wire? They should be laying some lovely blue/green eggs in the next few weeks...not to count our eggs before they're laid.