It’s time for pictures from Black Water Farm! This is the cleanest garden I’ve ever had, if not necessarily the most productive. Cold weather crops are doing fine; the tomatoes and peppers, OTOH… Ignore the time stamps on the pictures; the setting was off and I couldn’t figure out how to change it.
Here’s the same thing from the back:
Closeup of those cole crops:
Here’s the potatoes and sweet corn in back (not so pretty):
“I got some Golden Comets real cheap at the auction!” Uh, because they’re boys? ‘sawright…they’re just waiting to be meat:
And here’s a tragedy: the hen duck was murdered. Hubby has been hanging out near the chickens, just for companionship. So sad…
Last, I was going to bring you a photo of my favorite farm hand, but she vetoed it because it makes her nose look big. And she wonders why I never take pictures of her…
UPDATE: here’s why my tomatoes suck. Thank you, Al Gore,