It’s Poetry Friday! My dear puzzle-poem-pal Donna at Mainely Write is hosting today! My apologies for all photo size strangeness. I wrote this post at least 3 times last night, resizing photos each time, and it never published. Thanks to Donna for emailing — hopefully it will work this time!
Today I have a garden-related haiku.
Skin yields,
burst of acid
first tomato
Our garden is in full swing. This bucket is what we picked after work today — including 1 of 2 eggplants. 🙂 In past years the eggplant have just never worked out for us.
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But these are not our first tomatoes. We’ve been enjoying BLTs for a couple weeks, along with oven-roasted okra. We’re slowly accumulating green beans.
We even went to a tomato tasting last Friday. My favorite was the “Sweet and Neat Yellow.” (I discovered tomato-naming is now an art, like naming paint chips. There were tomatoes named “Indigo Kumquat” and “Homeslice,” among others.)Â
But the biggest news of the week is that we found our first egg! Then another, and another . . . So far, two tiny green eggs, one blue (SQUEEE!), and today our first brown egg. Two were laid in the nest boxes, but at least 2 were found on the ground. (Which means we may have to keep them cooped up until mid-morning until they learn to lay in the nests.)
Here are some pictures to give you an idea of just how small the eggs are.
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“First burst of acid”, and those tomatoes look as if they’ll give that and more, Keri. What a wonderful thing is a garden! One aunt and uncle raised what they called “Easter egg chickens”, who laid those beautifully colored eggs. Congratulations to your chicks!
Thanks, Linda! 4 of mine are “Easter eggers” — just like your aunt and uncle had, I’ll wager. We are trying a new variety or 2 this year, and so far we’re still most pleased with the purple Cherokee.
I propose that you take on the task of poetic naming of your eggs — their sizes, colors, and, I’m sure, their taste will give you lots to work with. Don’t let the tomatoes have all the fun names!
Oh, a tomato tasting — my kind of heaven!
I’ll have to keep them around long enough to properly assess their color, Mary Lee! With more than 20 varieties to sample, it was quite an event.
Yay for eggs and tomatoes and eggplant! How wonderful, the bounty of summer. I’ve been seeing those Homeslice tomatoes at the farmers’ markets. Love!
The secretary at school had hens that laid green and blue eggs and we’d sometimes buy the eggs. Nice flavor from free range hens. When I was a kid we had Rhode Island Reds – mean roosters!
It’s been years since we’ve grown tomatoes. There’s nothing quite like a warm tomato fresh from the garden!
Look at that bounty! Congrats! I like that yielding, bursting tomato.
We used to have chickens when we lived on Whidbey Island – I first came to understand “pecking order” by watching those hens. Ouch – a hard lesson in animal behavior.
Hooray for fresh tomatoes that actually taste like tomatoes instead of those hard red tomato-ish things I often buy at the supermarket! My hat’s off to you for both haiku and harvest.
Nice harvest! With all those veggies, and all those eggs, you’ll have haiku subjects up the wazoo! I’m glad you’re still writing haiku! I left a comment on yesterday’s post, but I must have forgotten to click “post comment.” A quick recap: I can proudly say I know a movie star! I also want to tell you that chicken couplets, quaking quatrains, and turkey tercets are nearing completion!
You’re so sweet! I’m delighted to hear your project is going to take flight!!
A delicious meal in one post, Keri! Your tomato haiku has inspired me to serve tomatoes with our chicken dinner tonight, yum! I’ve never tried okra – do you recommend it? Congrats on your eggs – so cute (if eggs can be cute!). =)
Keri, your tomatoes look luscious. I am impressed with your garden. My husband is growing his tomatoes and we hope to have a great crop like last year. He even had the gardener make him a third box for his plants. Your poem is right to the point and makes me want to taste the ripe tomato. Have a great 4th of July.
The produce from your garden looks terrific. And I’m fascinated by the eggs. I am embarrassed to reveal my ignorance, but I thought chicken eggs came in brown and white. Why all different colors? Different kinds of hens???
P.S. I was having all kinds of trouble with the fonts on my Poetry Friday post yesterday, I retyped it at least three times.
Fresh eggs and garden tomatoes– yummmmmm! Breakfast at Keri’s!!!
Those eggs! They’re glorious. I envy your garden. My husband planted tomatoes and peppers this year after a several year break from vegetable gardening. (I lost heart when the rabbits ate my beets and we lost yet another zucchini to a squash worm.) Enjoy those delicious tomatoes. I love the purple-tinged ones the best.
LOVE THOSE TOMATO NAMES! And your poetic and pictorial gifts here… “Bounty” is certainly the right word.
Um, I propose that Michelle and I show up for Sunday brunch tomorrow. (And Diane’s comment has me intrigued about whatever she’s up to!)
I’m up to no good! Actually, I’m working on another project, which is nearing completion. This one I’m saving for submission purposes, I think. (In a nutshell it’s an ambitiously fowl project in 32-pages.)
Fresh tomatoes and fresh eggs–my mouth is watering! What a delicious haiku and post. And special thanks to you for the lovely poetry swap poem–what a treat to have inspired your web of words!