1650. A vegetative state

As usually happens here on this blog when an extra round number appears, something slightly different happens. Today, to celebrate story Number 1650, we shall look at aspects of my vegetable garden.

Although humility goes hand in hand with gardening, one could perhaps be excused for showing a little pride in one’s harvest. At least occasionally. So with a great deal of self-effacing non-aggrandisement, I submit four untouched photographs of me standing in front of four of my gardening successes. There could easily be a lot more, but modesty prevents over exposure.

Here is me standing in front of a couple of turnips. As you can see, harvesting one would’ve been adequate for my needs.

Here I am standing in front of a prize cauliflower. As can be seen from my shirt, these photos were all taken on the same day.

Let the size of my watermelons speak for itself.

Finally, here is a globe artichoke. It was late in the season; hence it’s quite small compared to ones gathered earlier.

To aspire to continued success this coming spring and summer, I have extended the vegetable garden by digging up my front lawn! It is now all ready and waiting for the date of the (hopefully) last frost to pass – which here in New Zealand is usually around October 25th. Here are a few snapshots of the work in progress. I just might post the occasional picture throughout the coming season to show progress!

Cheerio for now! And if I don’t appear too often on the blogs this coming antipodean summer, it’ll be because I’ll be out on the front lawn weeding.

26 thoughts on “1650. A vegetative state

    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      Thanks Lisa. I shall keep you and all posted with the garden throughout the season. Your blog is largely responsible for the idea of sharing what’s happening in the garden patch! The rabbits so far have disappeared, but a nasty (and they are nasty) Australian possum made an appearance the other night. They claw and snarl and sneer and snort.

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    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      Thanks Selina for your comment. As I tell everyone, I don’t have photoshop – so the photos are not photoshopped! (What I don’t tell them is that I use another program!)

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  1. umashankar

    Those huge vegetables could be the reason you have such a huge heart for everything! While you may choose to lose yourself sometimes sowing and reaping miraculous produces in the Antipodian Summer, don’t you let this reader wilt in the Indian Summer without the droplets of your stories!

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  2. Nitin

    Wow. Those are some crops Bruce, but I’m glad you’re staying modest. Humility is a must even when what you do is so big and menacing that it dwarfs you. Literally in your case!

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    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      Thanks, Nitin. A photo of course doesn’t do justice to ones green-fingered success – I might just have to enhance things a bit in future. I do like the gardens I’ve dug however. The photos of those are untouched.
      Now I love you poem cabout the white castle but there’s no where to comment. It doesn’t matter – as long as you know I’ve read it. And I never got an email saying there was a new posting… The formatting of the new posting was better than the elongated van in the previous posting. Anyway, the hairs on the back of my neck went up when the poem spoke of you always overlooking Eden
      filled with wood nymphs, trees of life and Lethe
      running through it, from which we drink knowingly
      because we’d rather stay here fortified
      than brave the raw, uncompromising wild.

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      1. Nitin

        Yeah I loved the pictures of your garden too. And thank you for your kind words. You can comment if you scroll all the way down. You’ll find a discus comment thread there. It’s easy to miss though because it’s right at the bottom. You should get an email tomorrow. The email always comes a day later. Let me know if you get it. I’m afraid that my poem might be misunderstood by many. Hairs should stand up but people might think that it’s a love poem about a person being another’s fortress or something like that! The poem is slightly confessional which probably made it difficult for me to write.

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        1. Bruce Goodman Post author

          Yeah – I found the comment section after I’d blabbed my mouth off. At present I’m not on facebook, twitter or the other one, but will join “Discus” or whatever it’s called after I’ve explored it to see how surreptitious it’s going to be!

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          1. Nitin

            Haha. It took me ages to even put that comment section there. This new platform I use requires a little knowledge of coding, and so, I had to dig through the Internet and find pre-written codes to copy and paste.

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