Many years farmers and gardeners try to push their growing season as far into the unseasonable conditions as possible. While I don’t fully understand the psychology behind this absurd practice, a lack of understanding does not exclude me from fully participating in it each year – even when I know better. Despite the fact that I have never been able to make it through a September in Fairfield without Powdery Mildew or another factor related with the shorter days and cooler nights, I continue to unreasonably hope that somehow this year will be different.
This year my hope-beyond-hope
unseasonable variety was the Dark Snake Melon, Dark Armenian or Tortarello
Barese. I knew that I had little chance of getting this late-maturing variety
grown to maturity in the time that I had, but yet I persevered. Alas, it was a
fools errand. I was unable to attend to the garden as often as I needed to and
the familiar white spore soon enveloped the leaves and spread across the entire
bed.
The one consolation I have to my inability to learn from my yearly experience, I am never one to pass up the consolatory prize. If I am unable to grow the fruit to seed, I am at least able to enjoy the immature fruit. Perhaps a positive consequence to unwise behavior is why I have never learned my lesson. Oh well. If this is the worst mistake I make, at least I can say that the result was tasty.
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