Adolescence

The garden has gotten so robust that I kind of feel like my plants aren't babies anymore. I feel like they're teens, and that sending pictures of them is kind of like continuing to put your kids on your Christmas cards once they're awkward teenagers. And yet here we are!

The cucumbers have gone crazy; there are some enormous ones, and many tiny nascent ones, and cool tendrils grabbing everywhere.






The blackberries are almost ripe, and I think the beets are ready:





Meanwhile, there are tiny adorable beans growing behind each bean flower (you may have to zoom in).



And, in closing, a stray flower I can't take credit for:



Goodnight!