The early-October portion of the harvest.
Wildcat Mountain Organic.
I have not been able to photograph the harvest in detail for various reasons, but only a few photos are really necessary. The satisfactions of growing, looking at, and consuming are well known to all, though like most pleasures the experience always surpasses the memory.
The yield was extraordinary, really; certainly more than a hundred pounds of tomatoes, from a small plot; and watermelons, cantaloupes, peppers, and lettuces. The best performing cultivars this year were Indian Moon (the yellows in the picture) and Slava (the small reds). I have five bags of tomatoes on hand at present (ca. 40 lbs.), plus quite a lot of green ones on the vine still; I’m hoping to get the last ones canned. And friends are still talking about the harvest feast we had on Labor Day weekend.
All this with no running water, during a nearly rainless summer, from a place that at the beginning of the spring was a field of rocks. I can’t say how much water got carried and how many rocks got moved. Of course like any successful endeavor, I was not working alone.
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