I planted a row of Southern cowpea California blackeye or Tiger's eye bush bean in the pantry plot. They are half-runners. However, the bugs just love them -- while leaving the contender beans in the next row alone. I'm going to let the rest of them dry because they do not seem very attractive as a fresh bean. That's one experiment that has not gone well this year.
When I visited the Garden on Tuesday, I exchanged books with some neighborhood girls. DeShaun and his friends came by and insisted on my letting them water their plants and weeding (with trowels). DeShaun even had to lecture them about the proper way to water (i.e., at the roots instead of on the leaves). I was overjoyed that they put their tools away before leaving to play basketball with only one reminder from me. Sadly, everyone reported that Antoinette and her tiny friends had broken into the Garden to steal more of Neal’s corn. There was even a half-eaten corncob in her bed. She and her friends denied it. But what am I to do with six different kids telling me otherwise? Poor Neal has worked so hard on his beautiful corn and I’m becoming skeptical if he will ever get to eat any of it. If the kids hadn’t told me and shown me the recently eaten corn cob, I would not have known that there had been a break in because there was virtually no other damage to the Garden. I can’t figure out how anyone got in . . . The boys tell me that she can still climb the gates because she weighs so little. They tried to demonstrate, but I’m not buying that. Antoinette was happy to leave with her cabbage, DeShaun with a zucchini, his friend with a tomato and Tyrese with a bag of his collard greens.