VEGETABLE GARDEN ready BUT I DO NOTThen later, I'll tell you a proverb
Here he is, upset.
I thought that the new born had "disappeared" again, and Antonio was as tired as yesterday, looking for her in all the pastures ...
But no. He had finished digging the vegetable garden. Few square meters, but deadly.
Later I went to see: it looked like a bomb had gone off, the earth was so upset. We had to study a new plant for tomatoes ... Every year we change position, the harvest is poor up here at this cool, but it improves by trying. For the salad, instead we are phenomena ... We make tons of it, until we are tired of eating it ourselves and those who help us. Then cucumbers, onions, some "friggitello", essential ingredients for the summer panzanella.
We eliminated courgettes and flowers, aubergines and peppers, because they were small, like “Lilliputians”. It didn't deserve the time, nor was the flavor much.
Perhaps it is the fault of the old pear tree, who shades the garden, or perhaps it is that we are not great gardeners ...
Antonio repeats to me laughing, that: THE GARDEN wants THE MAN dead! And I don't tell you how much I approve of it. That's enough, production is very limited, but doing more is not worth it at 1000 meters.
It is a challenge that does not interest us.
(What Rossella O'Hara said: After all, tomorrow is another day! Rhett Butler: Frankly, I don't care.)
Tonight there is a fabulous sunset, it is better to raise your head and enjoy these colors ...