Remember when I planted my garden on May 2nd? There's a party going on back there. It's crazy! Look at it! I made all that grow! It's beyond me how I could nurture something like that into fruition. But I did. Every night, I was out there. Plucking and weeding and staking and tying things up. I used a whole ball of twine this year! The peas are done and have been ripped out. The beets are done as well. I ate them all. I didn't even share. The green beans have had their glory day and I really should rip them out too, but I kinda like their draping teepee in the corner. It will turn brown soon enough.
These suckers really surprised me. They are lima beans. Well - the greenery part of limas. There's flowers on there, but they have not done anything yet. I don't know what to expect, but I like it's lush coloring and seeking tendrils.
And I have to admit, these are the most prolific of anything I put in the garden this year. My cherry tomato plants. Taller than me! Seriously. They were about 6 inches tall when I planted them and BOOM! They are escaping over the fence!
Look at those little green things. The bushes are COVERED IN THEM.
Which means that every single night for about two weeks now, I've picked a whole bowl full. I eat some, I have made some into spaghetti sauce and frozen it and I've sauteed some into pizza sauce. I need more ideas on preserving these. Because there's no way I'm going to get them all eaten up.
That's four months of my life right there. My garden. But I've grown too. Guess what? I ran a whole 5K last night without stopping. WITHOUT STOPPING! It was about 38 minutes. I'm not totally sure, but I RAN WITHOUT STOPPING FOR OVER 3 MILES! I did it. And I'm going to do it again on Saturday, and then the Wednesday after that. And then on Sunday, September 12th, I'm going to do it again! I've said it before that I'm not sure it's the running I like so much, but more the sense of accomplishment. Of having grown. Of having gone somewhere. Of conquering something.
But holy, do my thighs burn this morning.