Country marathon-2022 of toha336 mine 12 sotochek Report 9-10

Zharaaaaaa!!!
Frankly speaking, it already exhausted me
Badly I transfer it, and at us +43, in shadows
And at night +25

But, anyway, nobody cancelled a kitchen garden. You want - you do not want, and it is NECESSARY to weed and water!!!
Than these days was also engaged, but only in the evening when the sun hides. Therefore to make it turns out a little.
Until in one place weeded, in another already the travishcha grew. And all the same: though heat, though cold
And still overgrew plums from the neighbor got, I cut off in their spring, so they accrued again

It was necessary to cut out as there at me haricot grows also it it was necessary to tie up to a fence grid

Except weeding and watering, there are more any affairs in a kitchen garden now.
We wait for a harvest which slowly begins.
Broke the first cucumber on July 2, just from army grew by the son's meeting

Then it is slightly more

And already the first jar went to a cellar



In June seeded a radish and it perfectly grew, did not go to an arrow. Here, I think, it is necessary to seed still




Yesterday pulled out the last redisochka, grated it iiiya sent to the freezer





By the way, a radish inside white, without emptiness

And there are a little cucumbers, too grated and sent to freezing, together with a radish.
Do you guess what for?




Landed a sprout of huge pumpkin, the first if you remember at me ruined heavy rain with the hurricane.
Now hope for this tykovka to which I named Nadezhda
Nevertheless there is a wish to grow up big pumpkin



To dig garlic soon, pulled out one, to look what there already accrued

And onions grow up


Do you remember showed beet, to be exact what tops of vegetable at it?
Well I cannot wait, pulled out one, that will be to look a root crop? Makhonky, but is

The tykovka grows up and vegetable marrows blossom. That that they this year absolutely late, still did not break any



Tomatoes, well oooochen slowly begin to be tied

Planted several bushes of raspberry in the spring, on one there are berries


And it is my florets






And, my joy, my pride!!!
The son came from army