We head to Brownsville, Oregon for the 4th of July every summer, and before we leave, we usually harvest the last of our snow and snap peas for the car ride down. When we come back, I pull out the withering, brown vines and prepare the bed for planting a crop of fall greens.
Not this year. The heat the peas hate (and the disease spreading aphids that come with it) never came. But the rains have, and my bush snow peas (Oregon Sugar Pod II) have responding by sprouting fresh green growth at the top of the brown, played-out vines, and a second crop of peas with it. It's like they've gone perennial. Weird.
These are peas I planted on Presidents' Day. Five months later, and after more than six weeks of harvesting, they're still going strong. I guess that's one bright side to our gray, gloomy summer.