So…  I sing to the cucumber plants while I water them.  I also share about the customers who are inquiring about their health and growth.

Here is the situation:

I’m starting to see immature cucumbers gow out of the vines.  The larger flower heads need to open before the cucumber can become pollinated and begin to grow.   Once that happens in the summer heat, the cucumbers grow quickly, and I’ll have to harvest every day.

I don’t know when we’ll have cucumbers.  I’ll call other farms again this week.

I had a total cow today, by the way, because a friend in California sent me a recipe for a salad made with tomatoes, peaches, and corn.  What a tease!  Those ingredients are a month or more away from me right now.  I want these flavors *now*, and I want the cucumbers, too.  I want to *juice* the too-big-to-pickle cucumbers and just feel their good energy sink into my soul.

So, yes, I sing to the cucumber plants — for selfish reasons.