My friend recently told me that my garden was so “city girl” because of the orange buckets. I had to laugh at this because I thought the orange buckets were so ugly, but my husband insisted on them because they were cheap. My garden is “city girl” for a variety of other reasons, not the least of which is the weeds. (Have I mentioned I hate pulling weeds?)
I am continually amazed that the garden does continue to grow despite my lack of skills, ability or positive attitude. One of my tomatoes is actually RED, too. It looks like a legitimate tomato that I might eat. I know this shouldn’t surprise me, but it still does.
I also have a few other budding veggies – a few peppers have sprouted, as well as some crookneck squash and my roma tomatoes are getting bigger. My basil plant has gone to seed (this is a gardening lingo thing I picked up), and so I’m unsure if it’s still edible…thoughts?
My husband also built a pretty utilitarian trellis for my cucumbers out of wood scraps we had in the garage. We were supposed to stake the peonies in the spring, but forgot. Oops. Handy though, right?
I’m looking forward to eating these vegetables freshly picked. And trying some canning recipes, though I’m still uncertain if I’ll have enough, even though my husband promises me I’ll have more than I can eat.
I’m already thinking about what I’m going to do next year, and if I can convince my husband to make me a permanent garden so we can find another use for the hideous buckets.