Was it just a scant year ago that I was blogging on and on and on about our vegetable garden? You would’ve thought no one in the civilized world had ever planted a tomato or cucumber plant before! It was our second year to try to grow veggies in the large box garden that the Mister had built. By the end of the summer we had harvested a quadrillion cucumbers and a bushel or two of tomatoes. The jolly Green Giant wasn’t exactly quaking in his size 63 elf shoes.
Anyone wondering how our veggie garden looks today? Here it is almost the end of April. Have I blogged word one about “the fruits of our labors” and how our cukes eventually will be taking over the world?
Nope, not one consonant or vowel until today. And here’s why:
Our vegetable garden is no more. Now it’s just pallets of grass that we hope are taking root where the box used to be. Why did we remove it?
Because, sadly, this is what it looked like. Quite honestly, it frightened me. Saddened me. And made me realize that we just don’t have the work ethic necessary to be successful gardeners.
Of course, before we trashed the garden, I had to use my Nikon 105 macro lens to take close-ups of the weeds and wildflowers.
Too bad some bluebonnet seeds hadn’t blown in to add to our colorful display.
It was kind of neat having our own small wildflower reserve!
But all overgrown weed gardens eventually must meet their maker.
It didn’t take Frank’s Nursery’s crew long to make the side of our house something nice to look at once again.
Instead of cringe at! Grow, grass, grow!