As many of you may remember that a typhoon wrecked my garden a little while back. Now my patio garden is quite small, but we have been able to pluck a few cucumbers, peppers, eggplants from the potted plants. Not a lot, but enough to bring some freshness to our table and hearts.
The garden has rebounded from the torrential winds and rains, but I had pretty much given up on our watermelons. The vines kept creeping along the patio, eventually spilling over the ledge and even became excited when I saw blossoms sprout from the twisting vine. Eventually all the flowers fell off without further growth into a watermelon.
This all changed yesterday. I was looking at the vine, and I noticed that there were some oblong shapes where the flowers had been. I called my wife out to the patio, to show her the budding fruit. I was wondering how they will survive since the vine had wiggled its way up and around the cucumber poles. Then, my wife called me back outside to show me three baseball sized watermelons that had tucked themselves away under some leaves. I was overjoyed to see them! To be able to pick one up in my hand and feel the warmth of the sun in my palm. So beautiful. Such a simple joy gardening brings.
We spent some time cleaning up and weeding the patio today, unfortunately this little one got clipped by accident. I shed a little tear, and was thankful for the ones that have come, and will come.
This is my homage to fruit of summer. The lovely honorable watermelon.