Clean up on Row 6.

You want to see something crazy?

Those are blossoms on a raspberry. That is a raspberry cane that we planted last fall, now in its third or fourth flowering this year.

This one is already fruiting again. If we can get around to pruning the raspberries this fall, and pulling out all the bindweed and mulching, we may get a great crop next year.

Last tomato harvest of the year. Enough tomatoes to make a batch of dried tomatoes.

This is a new discovery. We call them “Baby turnips.” This is what happens when you plant turnips by dropping a pinch of seeds in each hole in the form. They grow in clusters of 6-10, all smallish, golf-ball sized or smaller. They are tender, sweet, and crunchable.

Winnie-win thinks they make a good garden snack.

But not as good as strawberries. (That’s right, a fresh strawberry in September).

Row 6 in the garden was divided between cucurbits, tomatoes and potatoes. We are trying to get it cleared so that we can plant garlic there.

Winnie got a little tangled up in the tomato cages.

New England sugar pumpkins are the perfect little pie pumpkins.

The new wagon is completely full of squash and pumpkins.

Winnie is such a sweet little girl. She told me she was thirsty so I told her that her cup was on the deck. Instead of just going and getting a drink herself, she picked up everyone else’s water bottles, and carried them all back to the garden, by herself.

Two of the kabochas we couldn’t pick the normal way because they had grown into the trellis.

So we had to cut them out.

That many squashes can be pretty heavy.

Seppi and Winnie can’t do it by themselves.

It is a three-child job.

Three hours of work in one afternoon, we got all the tomato and squash section cleared out, removed the trellises and T-posts, as well as pulling all the weeds for the compost pile/feed to the animals.

We did not get to digging potatoes on Tuesday, but hopefully we can do that sometime this week.

Picnic roast from our meishan pigs, roasted in Mommy’s delicious barbecue sauce.

Salad of lettuce, chard and baby turnip.

Winnie came running inside in the middle of making supper yelling, “Daddy! I am a princess….

And I pooped in my undies!”

All of that dirt fell out of the cuffs of her pants.

Getting home we had to move all the pumpkins and squash onto the deck to mature.

We have a few more days of sunshine, it looks like, before the rain starts. Out here under the cover the skins will begin to cure and harden, which improves both the sweetness and the storability of winter squash and pumpkins.

Ellie is taking all her dried mint out of the dehydrator. She has taken quite a fancy to collecting and drying herbs of late.

I remember back when Seppi couldn’t even lift one of those Georgia Candy Roasters. Now look at him, toting them around like a man!

Many a delicious squash bake, squash pie, and squash soup in the months ahead.