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First Fruits and Good Signs

As I was watering the garden and plants this morning I was happy to see that we are making progress on several fronts. Our raspberries canes are budding, giving me hope that maybe I’m doing something right. As a novice and insecure gardener, I need that affirmation.  Sorry the picture is fuzzy. Even with the macro focus setting my camera kept focusing on the fence instead of the raspberry plant.

How you doing, Bud?
Our budding raspberry bushes!

Our apple trees are pretty new. We planted them last fall, and they are probably about 5 feet tall now. We aren’t expecting to get any apples for the first 2-3 years (that’s what the Internet and books I have read say) but these couple of former flower blossoms which are thickening up are making me slightly hopeful that we will get some!

Thickening Apple flower stems!
Thickening Apple flower stems!

Ryan and I were looking at the radishes and planning on when to thin them, when I saw some round little heads poking above the soil. Sure enough, a few of the radishes were quicker than the others and were ready to eat! Ryan was VERY excited to get to eat something from the garden.

I HAVE RADISHES!
I HAVE RADISHES!

Ooh. Those look tasty! I don’t think the boys have ever had radishes. Ryan saw them sitting here and asked…

Bright Pink Radishes
Bright Pink Radishes

“Are those radishes cherries?”.  Calvin just wanted to eat whatever the rest of us were going to be eating. The radishes were pretty mild — a little less flavor than I like, but perfect for a 4 and 2 year old’s first taste of radish. Just a hint of heat after you had already chewed and swallowed.

"Are those radishes cherries?"
"Are those radishes cherries?"
This radish will be good. I can tell.
This radish will be good. I can tell.

Unfortunately neither of the boys liked them this time around. Of course, expecting cherries and getting radishes WOULD be disappointing.

I am not impressed with this radish.
I am not impressed with this radish.

You can see the drool line still connecting his chewed radish bite to his mouth.

This radish does not taste like I want it to.
This radish does not taste like I want it to.

Needless to say, I’m very happy that my garden has grown something. Here’s hoping for a bounteous summer and fall full of things the boys will like!

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