I finally have bush beans coming on. I had given up on them, after such a terrible spring, with rain and cold late into summer. But they suddenly burst to life and have given forth my favorite vegetable, or one of them, yellow bush beans.

I've had squash, a variety of acorn squash. Squash grow themselves, no work, no fuss. This year, mildew has plagued squash plants of all varieties. Mold. Fungus. Oregon! Have so far harvested about 14 and eaten about half of them, baked with brown sugar, cinnamon and butter. Yum! Today I am making soup out of a couple of my squash.

I planted a few potatoes. I just throw sprouted grocery store potatoes in the dirt and they grow. I like them small, the "new potatoes", then I boil them, or roast them or bake them or fry them. I've had plenty of potatoes, also without any effort on my part. This is good. My thumb is not green.

I rely on my garden for fresh cheap food and it has, despite my inadequacy as a gardener and lack of effort, not failed me.
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