I’m beginning to think that winter is preferable to summer in numerous ways. Sure, it’s nice not dragging around a winter coat. But the outdoor chores seem never ending and I hate sweating buckets over them.
Of course, some of these efforts bring food to the table. We’ve been harvesting chard for quite some time, finding new recipes and finally just blanching the leaves to freeze for later use in place of spinach. The first tomatoes are ripening, too.
Meanwhile, the cucumbers are going crazy. We check every morning for ripe ones and they still grow out of control when missed, doubling in size overnight it seems. Around 11:30 yesterday SO started pickling the five or so pounds of cucumbers harvested over the previous two days.
The process took three hours. Today we harvested more.
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