Thursday, August 20, 2015

Now is the summer of our discontent*

I make an excellent ratatouille. But I never make things like ratatouille in August, when I have eggplant, tomatoes, and zucchini in the garden, because I'm too busy picking and freezing said vegetables. My freezer is stuffed, and I still have gallons of edamame and beans to freeze. I'd ask myself why I thought it was a good idea to have such a large garden, but I know why it's a good idea - I'll be delighted to have these vegetables in February. Right now, though, I'm thinking about fleeing to a desert retreat to get away from all the growing produce.**


*As an aside, I looked up the meaning of "Now is the winter of our discontent", and it means that the time of unhappiness in past. Therefore, being in the "summer of discontent" would mean I'm right in the middle of it, I think.
**Yes, I could pick it and leave it at neighbors' doors, but that still involves picking.

5 comments:

de-I said...

That was a popular strategy here when we were our unfortunate zucchini phase and Daughter #2 lived just up the street from us. We were known as the zucchini fairies...not the happy kind of fairies either.

alexis said...

wow, now I understand why you need a freezer about the same size as you!

Carissa said...

horay for the pic of you and me!

Gill - UK said...

How about a 'Pick Your Own' invitation to the neighbours?

Nicholas said...

On an on unrelated/related note, I really liked "The winter of our discontent" by Steinbeck. After reading it, I thought, "I want to read that again."

Anyway just thought I'd mention it.