Ooh. Some of my worst childhood memories come from having to pick okra off those prickly plants long into the Fall, well after the enjoyment of fried okra for dinner had passed us by. Second to that were those stupid fiberglass flags that went on the back of your bicycle, that would leave fiberglass splinters in your hand if you forgot and grabbed it. Okra's one I'll always buy at the grocery, thank-you-very-much!

This kind is supposed to be spineless and I always use clippers to cut it off. But I'll remember, if you come to visit, not to send you to cut the okra and I won't cook you a whole chicken in the crockpot either. See, don't you want to come visit?

Our raspberries are growing too. In fact, we've had two ripened. Neither of which we've gotten to eat because the baby bunny who lives under there has beaten us to them.

I haven't had much success with bell peppers. Jalepenos go crazy on me, but we need like 4 of those all summer. I wonder what the secret is to good bell peppers?

Costco. Costco is the secret to peppers.

Actually, we've semi-successfully planted them in a self-watering pot for the last few years. I usually get some peppers, but they never seem as sweet as I want them.

This year's plants are looking a bit puny, so I'm not expecting much.

Only one of my half dozen tomato plants has any tomatoes on it. The others (save one) have blooms that dry up without setting fruit. I've been increasing water to see if that will help.

I don't have stinky fish fertilizer; I have a cow pasture in the back of my house. I won't elaborate further.