We still haven’t had a good rain. Some nearby towns have put outdoor use (watering lawns or washing cars) water restrictions in place and a few people’s wells have gone dry. The trees in some areas of the woods are already taking on fall colors a month early, due to stress. Even our Hopi Pale Grey squash are finishing up a month early, with fewer — but larger — squash on each plant, even though we are watering when we can. Likewise, some of our pole beans are taking a hit both from the drought and high heat. I took water out to Will in the hayfield this afternoon and saw pitiful windrows of hay in previously bountiful fields. It’s so sad. Even some of the nearby rivers are nearly dry and our little creek is only a series of very small puddles. The wildlife is having a hard time finding drinking water and the bears can’t find anything to eat.
Our North and Wolf gardens are still hanging in there. I planted some late carrots and beets, figuring they might just make a crop before winter sets in. The carrots are up but small. However, the beets are getting large pretty fast. I pulled a small bunch, thinning the row a little and we’ll have them for supper tonight.
I checked the Gete Okosomin squash (those 500-year-old Native squash from Wisconsin) and was astounded at how many and how big some of them are. Already there are half a dozen that are longer than my forearm and bigger around too! And there are literally hundreds of little ones on the vines. Wow! We planted them before and the one plant I had didn’t impress us. But, as with everything else, we gave it a second chance, and boy am I glad we did. If it can produce that well in a new garden, in a hot, droughty year, what would they do in a “normal” year? — Jackie