Labor Day weekend has always been like a bridge to me. It no longer feels like summer but fall is still a few weeks off.
Saturday, September 3, 2016
A tomato in the hand is worth two on the vine
This year is no exception; I began preparing the garden soil in late April with a liberal application of compost. The third week of May arrived and the signs in the sky told me that it was time to begin planting.
Last year my humble garden produced a bumper crop of bell peppers which were enjoyed by us and several of our neighbors. I threw caution to the wind and increased the number of peppers starts planted this spring with high hopes of repeating last year's success. Disaster soon arrived; one afternoon the clouds opened and pelted the garden with hail stones the size of peas. In less than five minutes, the pepper's tender foliage was tattered and torn. My first instinct was to abandon the crop but it was still early in the season. I was still filled with optimism.
About two weeks later, I noticed that the plants were shedding all newly developed blossoms which ultimately develop into peppers. All of the signs and symptoms were there; my pepper plants were infected with the dreaded disease known as bacterial leaf spot. I quickly accepted defeat and with little sadness, I removed all traces of the peppers from the garden.
I turned my sights to the lone tomato plant that was growing in a five gallon bucket next to our house. My home town of Astoria is noted for many things, but a climate suitable for large scale tomato production is not one of them. In the past thirty plus years, I have only attempted tomatoes maybe five times and never had more than one tomato ripen before the fall's first frost.
This will be remembered as the year of the tomato because thus far, I have harvested three tomatoes. With a little luck, we might get at least two more.
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
My original plan for yesterday was to finish painting the front porch. Upon heading outside just before sunrise, I discovered we had received significant precipitation overnight. Rain during July and August is not the norm for our area so it was very obvious that painting was out of the question.
Just for the fun of it, I took a drive out to the beach to see how many hardy tourists were venturing out on this damp day. As I reach the top of the sand dunes, I was stunned the find the entire beach deserted! The only sign of life were a large group of brown pelicans foraging in the surf. Apparently the pelicans are not deterred by the rain!
Sunday, July 24, 2016
Monday, June 20, 2016
Early morning clam diggers
It was a cool clear morning when I arrived at the beach for an early morning hike through the dunes. I was surprised to find more than a dozen cars in the parking lot. Even in the middle of the summer, the lot would be deserted at 6 AM. As I crested the dunes, I realized that today's the low tide offered near perfect conditions for clam digging. I was astonished to see just how far the water had receded. I have never seen this area of the beach high and dry!
Sunday, June 5, 2016
I awoke this morning at four-thirty and decided to try and catch the sun rising over the river. Upon my arrival at the park, I was greeted by a swarm of mosquitoes whose appetite could only be described as voracious.
It's been over a month since my last visit to the park, so I was determined to "out last" the blood suckers and enjoy the sunrise!
Besides numerous mosquito bites, I came home with a few images.