Mamma Natura really
threw us a curve ball on the second Saturday in August. This has been a record hot summer with
temperatures in the high 90's, all of which has led to fabulous
produce--football-sized luscious tomatoes, my new purple pole beans, beautiful
white eggplants, peppers, peaches, yellow plums. But then we had a crazy hail
storm that caused a "domino effect" on my normally invincible tomato
and bean supports. ZUT! NUTS! OY! PORCO MISERIA!
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| These poles used to be vertical! |
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| What's wrong with this picture? Everything! |
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| Still attached to those crooked poles are loads of heavy tomato deliciousness. |
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| Whatever you do, DON'T try to sit here! (This was part of my incompetent attempt to solve the problem) |
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| Now what? It's definitely time to call for reinforcements! |
Our neighbor, Farmer
Galli who, except for his magical aged sheep/cow manure normally keeps us out
of doodoo, had surgery that has kept him from being as active as he'd like. But
as you can see from these photos, we needed an expert consultation, pronto. He
and his brother came right to our rescue, bringing their generations of
contadino skills and all necessary
equipment with them.
As I mentioned to a dancer
friend who is a choreographer, to watch Farmer G and his brother in action was
true choreography!
You've seen the "before"; here's the "after":
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| Now that's more like it! |
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| How did they do it? We watched, attempting to be helpful (but more importantly, to stay out of the way). |
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| All I can say is that it was pure poetry in motion. The tomatoes, peppers, eggplants, beans, and we their caretakers all say, GRAZIE! |
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