So what seems like just a few days ago I took these pictures:
And now we have this:
I am always saying that gardening is a great test of patience, because it seems like sometimes things take forever to grow, flower and fruit. This is definitely the case with brussels sprouts, which I have been waiting on for two years now. Also, I've wanted to go big and wild with the landscaping and flowers, which takes years, to go from lawn to cottage garden delightful. I've been working on it, the patience. It means starting from seed and waiting and taking care and staking, but it feels worthwhile. We've had a few meals lately which were almost completely harvested from our garden, and that is gratification for the effort.
But this all seems very fast, this spring-into-summer. From what was bare ground four months ago we are harvesting potatoes and cucumbers and cauliflower. There is a jungle of tomatoes that were just wee sprouts, like yesterday. I guess the take home from all of it is that it is important to honor the process, the slow growth and the overnight abundance, the flower and the fruit. I'll try to keep that in mind, when I'm waving for salvation from beneath Produce Mountain.