We ended up pulling up some pretty good-sized onions, both red and yellow, which we were pleasantly surprised by. I wasn't sure how they'd do, having never grown them before. The brussels sprouts were also harvested, and I don't think we'll grow them again next year.
Clive Barker-esque imagination. He's using a hacksaw to cut the little buggers off, though he and Soren ended up plucking them in the end.
I'm drying the purple beans for next year's planting, or maybe for cooking into a soup over the winter.
The garden was a moderate success, overall. Next year I'd like to nix the brussels, thin out the tomatoes and widen the bed. I'd like to try cucumbers again, despite their demise courtesy of the cucumber beetle. Definitely more lettuces and peas. Maybe we'll do potatoes too.
How I wish that harvest time wasn't so brief. It seems like I'm frantically trying to capture all of the deliciousness of summer in a few weeks. I still would like to freeze peppers and corn, but methinks I just won't get around to it.
How are you trying to hold onto summer, culinarily or otherwise?