A Transplanting Morning

Newly transplanted peppers in the jungle of peas and kale.

We woke to a light rain, but decided not to let that hinder our plans to transplant out the pepper plants.  They are getting too tall for the mini-greenhouse shelves and at least one was starting to fruit so, yeah, it was definitely time rain or no rain.  The cooler temperature and rain should actually be beneficial for the poor transplants who, despite ginger handling, almost always look bedraggled and sad afterward.

Raindrops pooled on broccoli leaves.

We also planted out four eggplants which we'd started.  We've never grown eggplant before.  Until last year's farmer's market I don't think we even knew we liked eggplant.  We're both hoping the plants are successful and productive.  Oh, eggplant is so tasty.

Don't you find the curlycues of the pea tendrils just amazing?

 

So, we're down to just two flats of seedlings left to transplant.  We started with more than six flats (way back in March when Matt started seeds).  When the peas are done we'll be able to transplant some more in those beds and we've given away a number of tomatoes seedlings that we had extras of.

 

Matt is awestruck by the size of the spinach leaves.  Most photos taken our my idea, but this particular shot was all his.

To make room for the peppers we harvested the last of the spinach which had started to bolt anyways on account of the warm temperatures.  We added another four pounds of spinach to our harvest total for this year.  Matt blanched most of it and froze it for later use.  We've basically got more greens than we can eat at this point, but now we'll have some to look forward to later...like in the dead of winter when garden fresh spinach is just a memory.  I am not complaining.

Matt hugging his greens.   While we were working in the garden he turned to me and said "I love our garden.  I mean, I know you already know that.  But, still."