Late in April, I planted peas in the garden. I duly harvested them in early August, and got a modest but delicious haul. On impulse, I decided to try a second planting, even though I knew it was risky in north Idaho since we never know when our first snow will fall.
Well, the peas grew. And grew, and grew, and grew. We’ve had several frosts, we’ve had the wettest October on record, we’ve had howling wind and driving rain and mild sunshine and every other fall weather issue you want to throw this way … and still the peas are thriving. This planting has grown far healthier and lusher than the spring planting did.
From October 6:
From October 12:
From November 3:
Currently we’re having a week of mild temperatures and weak sunshine, a very late Indian summer, and the peas look gorgeous. Well into November, the garden is buttoned up for winter, the beds are mulched and asleep — and those amazing peas are gorgeous. I mean, look how vigorous and green and healthy these things are, with flowers and pods galore.
The pods, however, are maturing more slowly than they might otherwise in warmer temperatures. I’m not picking them yet because I want them to plump out some more. I suppose I could pick them flat and use them like snow peas, but I prefer to can up the peas themselves, so I’ll wait.
Speaking of snow peas, a neighbor gave me a variety of overwintering snow pea. I’m always interested in stuff I can plant in the fall for a summer harvest, so I’ll get these in the ground before the snow flies.
Let’s hear it for those amazing peas!