Wouldn’t it be nice if vA’s adjudicatory system were as predictable as the seasons? Plant your claims in early March and see them reach fruition by mid-September. Unfortunately that isn’t the case unless you use elephant gestation as the yardstick. Even then, you are not guaranteed results in 21 months. Ah, but I digress on the subject.

At the Nod ranch for wayward Vets, we had a good year. Considering that Global Warming has had an inverse result in the Northwest, generating cold and rain for extended periods into the growing season, we consider ourselves lucky to have any success at all. Given the drought in the Midwest, I should just shut up and be lucky my corn materialized at all.

In all its glory, I present what the bees have wrought and the birds have not rent asunder(yet).

Liberty apples

Italian plums

Red pears. The birds ate the green ones

cantaloupes

the piece de resistance…

The Corn Palace

We spread Grampa’s ashes over the corn this year. He passed 6/10/10. He was in the first wave ashore at Omaha Beach so this can rightfully be said to be Veterans Corn.

Kohl rabi

Butternut squash inextricably intertwined with my fence

Parrot food

Two weeks ago. There’s ten more in there now. These are purely for the Grandkids’ entertainment and and have no food potential.

All in all, a fruitful year for everything but BVA wins. Perhaps next year at the CAVC Olympics. Most of all, no herbicides. I think I can safely say I’ve eaten enough of that to last me a lifetime.