Fire

When I arrived at Veggielution this afternoon, there were six fire trucks. While mowing the area under the giant flyovers between 101 and 280, someone started a brush fire.

We found peafowl eggs, charred (I think) by the fire.

Walking in that burned space made us want to expand the farm, maybe throwing tomato seed bombs over the fence. It really brought home just how much land is used up by freeways.

More happily, the seeds have shot up in the new plot. The corn, while not as high as an elephant’s eye, is still several inches tall, and the beans germinated so well that we had to thin them.

We harvested some scary huge zukes, and twisty cukes, and watermelons that were nowhere near ripe. The watermelons were fun; they were pure white inside, with white, undeveloped seeds, but still really juicy. They had a cucumberish flavor; it was very clear that they’re all related. Ripe watermelon is better, though.

Then we had a general meeting, and decided to name our newsletter Growing Thymes. I came up with The Crisper Drawer, but it didn’t win the vote. And one of the firemen told us that they have a vegetable garden at Station 2, and he invited us over for coffee and a tour.