The garden was so bad ...
... that we had to sort through 4-foot weeds to find the metal tomato cages
... we followed the hose to find the sprinkler and pulled weeds around it so the water could shoot up
... we had all but given up hope of getting any produce from the dry, weedy, deer-eaten plot
... my lazy (albeit pregnant) self could not muster the motivation to do anything out there. Gnats + heat + gnats + dry dirt + gnats + millions of weeds = recipe for sitting inside.
But there's good news: Mr. rhymeswithsmile has a weedeater. And it's RAINED for the first time in a very long time. And it's below 75 degrees. All of this means that we are in the process of hacking through a 40'x40' weedfest to find our precious, sweet, incredible tomato and pepper plants. We've discovered watermelons too. I picked a squash and have one more on the horizon (it's ripening for another day or two). Joy!
Weeding - under the right conditions - is encouraging work. It's satisfying in a way that I don't know how to explain.
We have food in our garden!
Well, I've just caught up with your most recent posts, and may I just say, once again, dear friend, that you are an inspiration! : ) Thank you particularly for this post reminding me that no matter how weedy my garden may get, life can still thrive, and I only need to get out the weed eater to get in there and find it! : )
ReplyDeleteYou are beautiful pregnant, and I want a Blacksburg Wives cookbook! : )