The orchard and me

The orchard is a magnificent place in the middle summer, despite the heat(102 forecasted for the next four days). It is somehow subdued by the essence of peach in the nostrils, the shade that it provides, and of course the sweet sticky juice that runs down your face. I myself have to hide certainly from the sun, my anglo-saxon genealogy making me prone to outbursts of redness and blistering when exposed. Sunscreen works. I have a garden in the orchard this year, with squash, lettuce, cucumbers, peppers, tomatoes, onions, potatoes, a few carrots, dahlias and some other flowers. It was a new friend in Paonia, CO that supplied my peppers and tomatoes, which certainly are the highlight of the garden. Thank you Don and Daphne!

Today is the very first day that I’ll be eating completely from the garden. The 25th of July. I have one onion that has just started to bulb, somewhere between a golf ball and a racquetball, a few cherry tomatoes, some small peppers, patty pan squash, a lemon cucumber, basil and thyme. It will be wonderful to have some purple viking potatoes later in the season.

Author: Ronjohn

When I take a deep look at my ego, I see that it defines itself as a recreation bum. I ski, hike, rock climb, kayak, raft, sail, stand up paddle, mountain bike, rock climb again. I grew up in Grand Junction, Colorado. I am a vagabond extraordinaire.

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