The problem that I have found with intensive gardening techniques is that eventually everything grows into one big tangled mass of vegetable matter. For instance, my cucumbers should have had a trellis (lesson learned for next spring), and so they began roaming everywhere. They quickly infiltrated the Blue Lake Bush Beans, but have since been overwhelmed themselves by the yellow squash and the tomatillos (which have NO SENSE of personal space). The corn evidently felt left out of the whole experience so it has begun covering over all of the previously mentioned plants with several random, falling stalks (stupid corn!). All of them grew over my puny 1 foot pathways like they didn’t exist and so there are portions of the garden that are VERY difficult to get to unless you have 6 foot long legs and can tip toe like a ballerina.
That being said, every morning I am out there poking and prodding, shifting, lifting, and moving vines, leaves, stalks, and limbs trying to find ripe and ready fruit.
Somehow… I missed this one until this morning.
This is SUPPOSED to be a pickling cucumber. However, it is now way to big and way to ripe for that. It weighed in this morning at a solid one pound and feels a bit like one of those miniature footballs.
I’ll see if I can convince the chickens to eat it tomorrow after I dice it up.
The jungle should be a little calmer in a couple of days. My corn is due. I’ve checked the ears. They’re awful. It looks like a total loss which is very frustrating, but… I will enjoy ripping them out of the ground. Mwahahahaha!