|Look at you garden! So clean and tidy and perfect. Bellissimo!|
Soon. It started to grow. It was so exciting!! With every centimeter of growth we would all exclaim how amazing it was. I liked walking around in the garden. Several times a day. I was incredibly proud of our success and oh so grateful to my wonderful Dan for creating this happy little corner. So peaceful, So gorgeous.
|2 rows of corn|
|My pretty little tomato plant|
|I call it my salad bar :)|
|The cute little salad bar has become very mighty indeed!!|
We got really busy and I figured the automatic sprinklers would take care of the only real necessity. I didn't even think about the garden much for two weeks. Just two weeks. Let me tell you something people. A LOT OF SHIT GOES DOWN IN A GARDEN IN TWO WEEKS. A lot of sci-fi B horror movie crazy shit. We're not talking Vegas crazy, we're talking full blown Tijuana crazy. I don't know how it all went down or in what order. I can only recount the events as they accosted my eyes. I opened the gate for the first time after just a teeny tiny little smallish amount of neglect. Not a long enough absence to excuse this level of total anarchy mind you.
My previously favorite part of my garden was my ready to eat salad bar. It is now more of a smallish forest. I have no words for what is going on. I present to you the first the lettuce tree's
|WTF Salad bar? WTF!!! What are you even doing?|
|your attitude is a real problem salad bar. |
You have no right to be 3 feet tall.
|Nowhere on your little seed package were the words |
WARNING: POSSIBLE MASS MOLESTATION OF ALL THE THING IN THE GARDEN
AND YOUR LITTLE DOG TOO
|I think this is officially a ghetto now.|
A vegetable ghetto. A veghetto.
|It is as much out of the garden box as it is in the garden box.|
There are no containers in this garden. Just suggestions.
Suggestions that nobody follows. Like STOP signs.
|Look closely at the pumpkin in the background. |
If I were using time lapse photography we would be watching a very slow rape.
But I can't do that. Because I have a Dan. And my Dan would never understand what would possess me to slaughter our garden with a motorized spinning blade. I already do enough things that make Dan take a lot of deep breaths and ask a lot of questions. Plus he just started trusting me again with power tools. So I rallied the only troops I have.
|It's hard not to get caught up in their enthusiasm|
|People keep telling me to Make Salsa! They don't understand this is just the first batch! |
I have like 90,000 more tomatoes out there. No one. NO ONE. Could eat that much salsa.