It's 10:30 PM. The heat has disappeared and the cool Southwest breeze has taken over. I absolutely love this time of night, at this time of year, in this place. I ought to delete the last post where I was whining about the amount of work I have left to do, but the information is good, these things are a lot of hard work, every day, so I'll just delete the whine. Now if someone reads it, it's just a regular "wow, this is a lot of work" statement.
Just went out to change the water and the night is incredible. Even though the night air is already cool, the pond is like an air conditioner. There is a substantial temperature difference between the bottom and top of the berm. I enjoy walking by the garden even at night. The Tomatoes and Peppers are delicious and although Eggplant will be ready soon, I still haven't thought much about what to do with it. I did eat Eggplant dishes in the commune, but at that point in my life I had never eaten food that tasted good and didn't know about flavor. I ate what was available when I was hungry enough and for no other reason. Eggplant was just another plate of tasteless gruel like everything else I ate. Now, I only eat what I like, and although it is a nice looking vegetable, I might not like any of its variations. Maybe someone will. I hate to waste perfectly well formed vegetables. Before I forget, the Red-winged Blackbirds have not been around for several days, but the Ring-necked Dove population is increasing rapidly, and a lot of Quail are showing up.