I picked my first Brandywine today! I didn’t taste it, though, as I had a bunch of cherries and Taxis to use in my dinner (quinoa salad, with a dressing of dill, parsley, basil, garlic, sugar, salt, and lime juice). It was almost a pound. Good grief. And the cantaloupe has definitely changed texture–it has what look like cracks all over its surface.

We made more pickles tonight. No word yet on their taste, but I noticed when clipping the dill that it had become sparser and tougher. It’s been trying to flower. It may be time to let it. The basil wants to, I know. When do you give up and let plants do what they want to do?