Peas, sans porridge
OK, our first-year garden is rather sad. Stuff in it didn't grow early enough or well enough, truth be told. But things are growing, and we're deriving great pleasure, entertainment and education from it, plus some small amount of food, so we call it a win.
On Monday we took Paul, Helena, and Ada out to look at it, and we harvested our first handful of sweet peas. We opened them almost immediately, and the kids were struggling to be able to fairly share the small number of fresh peas inside.
That's right-- Fiona, Helena, and Nora were gobbling up fresh peas as fast as they could shell them. Then they all sampled the pea pods. Some of them even thought those were OK! None of these would have passed the taste test last year-- not without being cooked. It's not that our kids didn't eat veggies before, it's just that their palates widened so drastically with the addition of their own garden. It's truly staggering.
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If it makes you feel better, our garden, so obsessively, tended is sad :( SO sad, that the planning for next year has begun in earnest!! Now there are plans in the works for raised bed gardens and a brand new all wood dual-bed compost pile. Wanna borrow a saw?
Let's compare notes and learn from each other's summers, Marra. Next year is a brand new year!
When Uncle Sky was a little boy, mm, about 5, we were in the garden one day. I had made a remark about peas tasting sweetest when they were eaten as soon as possible after picking. I looked up to see Sky nibbling at a pea still on the vine...! Just wanted to check and see if it would be sweeter yet before picking. So glad you're enjoying the gardening! love, Gran
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