Brought to you in Living Color, the Surprise Lake Camp Farm is bursting out all over in every brilliant hue from red to orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet, and just about every shade in between.
From the bright yellow flowers of our cucumbers, nicely complimented by the paler yellow of our tomato blossoms–to the dark green of our figs, and the electric green of the barley—the garden is making Technicolor movies look like faded black and white photos from centuries past.
Since last week’s summer solstice, our plants seem to be getting visibly taller every day. Our beans, planted just the other morning, will soon be big enough for Jack to climb to the clouds. Some of the grape vines have reached the first wire of the arbor and are curling their tendrils around the line. The clematis and morning glories are all over the fences, one, more than halfway up. And new perennials are appearing every day.
Then there are the Great Spangled Fritillary butterflies in orange and black, jumping from marigold to dahlia all day long, and the Cabbage Whites that are all over everything.
And, boy is it great having the camp filled with counselors, supervisors, and other staff showing so much interest and asking so many questions about our new farm. I can’t wait for the rest of you to see it in all its glory. Hashem is clearly smiling on this little piece of ground.
Oh, by the way, there’s a rumor going around that next week, several hundred future farmers will be arriving in camp to join the fun. (I’m hoping there’s enough mud to go around.) And, if things go according to plan, we will be instituting a live rendition of this blog beginning next Friday. (It’s expected to be a cross between A Prairie Home Companion and Saturday Night Live, with a little Henny Youngman thrown in for good measure.)
Until then . . . Stay Dirty.