Look what I found in the undergrowth! Talk about treasure in unexpected places. This "dead" cucumber plant had been looking so awful, with its decaying leaves and limp stems. I decided to put it out of its misery on Saturday, and to clear out its caterpillar-ridden tomato neighbours while I was at it.
But when I started pulling, one of the vines was way too heavy for a dead plant. It was kind of like hauling a loaded long line into a boat. Awesome. Five fat crunchy juicy cukes -- 1.5 kilos. I love surprises like this.
This plant (all from one tiny seed I can't help adding) has been giving us cucumbers since January. I planted it in a bag of old potting mix, put it in a hot, sheltered corner, kept it watered and gave it a couple of seaweed spa treatments while it was flowering. Given its root restriction, I wasn't expecting too much from it. Hmmm.
Crab apple plenty
Did anyone else describe someone (usually a girl) who was sharp and nasty as a crab apple? We did. "Don't be such a crab apple!" I think the insult went. Anyway, like all sharp, nasty things, crab apples have their soft side. You can see a hint of it in their gentle blush.
But it's only when you take the time to get to know them and find out what makes them tick, that you get the full joy out of these little tarts.
Lettuce and onion plenty
Strawberry plenty + a giveaway
I've trained them around the edges of the vege patch and path, where they provide convenient dog snacks and make a wonderful natural weed mat.
I love this time of the year. It's like the plants have all woken up from their summer holidays and thought "Holy shit! It's autumn already." And they all get busy making sure there's another generation to survive them. The intelligence evident in even a little garden plot on a Wellington hillside blows me away. And all this writing about plenty reminds me it's probably an OK time to go look at the winter seed catalog.
Don't forget to let me know if you want strawberries. There are enough for everyone.