this past weekend was gorg, in the Lou. 70s and sunny. please note it was also november 1. so instead of running to retail (having a baby really makes me want to shop), I tackled the garden. i haven't been the regular green thumb reporter i had hoped to be, but once the queaseys started, the garden took the hit.
so i gathered the last i could from the garden... green peppers, green tomatoes, beets, herbs and the last of the marigolds. i was surprised at how much we had. so i tried my hand at roasting beets and made a huge batch of pesto... yum!
(the pesto looks so nasty, but it is going to look beautiful over warm penne with fresh parm!)
having a garden taught me a lot. like how much i don't like squirrels, and increased my fear of snakes ten-fold. don't we live in the city? but on the glass-half-full side, it was a working metaphor of tending your garden and taking care of the weeds, because eventually the weeds take over and you loose your marbles, or lettuce, in this case. it was a great experience. next year, more garlic, less tomatoes, plant the beets earlier and do a bit more watering. oh, and the experiment of marigolds around the edges to keep away unwanted neighbors (i.e. bunnies) works! thanks aunt jane!
xoxo,
the lime thumb gardener
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