This year my mother decided to put in some raised beds out on the south side of the house, where there’s enough sun to grow vegetables. Thanks to her hard work and one of the sunniest Olympia summers on record, her beds are positively overflowing with produce:
From left to right, she is growing salad greens, peas, strawberries (and a beautiful rosebush), Brussels sprouts, and tomatoes & basil. Then, just to the left of these beds, she has the beginnings of a long-term berry patch and herb garden:
The raspberry vines won’t produce anything until next year, but the blueberry bushes are already making fruit.
Though I’m quite proud of my little community garden plot back in DC, seeing my mom’s garden has caused me to experience some rather unfilial jealousy. For one, she still has beautiful lettuces and salad greens; mine long ago bolted in the sweltering DC heat. Second, her tomato plants are enormous, lush, and totally disease-free. There hasn’t been any threat of late blight out here in the Pacific Northwest. Though she might complain that tomatoes take too long to ripen here, I think she’ll find these healthy, grapefruit-sized Brandywines are well worth waiting for: