I recently readthis postbyKatabout why she comprehend bankruptcy as a nurseryman ( trying + failing = see + growth ) and I was struck once again my the gravitative twist of guilt that mill around in my gardens . I fight it . I abnegate it . I give myself great ginger talks about how the garden is there for me not me for it . That when I desire to garden I will always have LOTS to do and when I desire to do other thing , well that ’s spirit . I ’m busy . I do n’t always finger like drag my tired ass out to the garden to weed yet another daylight . I keep stiff and fight the guilt . If the flora die then they are n’t the correct plants for me , I reason .
As Kat articulately put it , “ nonstarter is n’t my favorite part of horticulture , it ’s PART of gardening . There is no get off it . If one want to farm in anything they do , one has to take risk . ”
I believe all of this and make love that she aver it . We ALL miscarry sometimes and other sentence we just permit things slither ( become flat , shrivel , wilt ) . No one can do EVERYTHING with out going bonkers . meddlesome lives , busy Day , fellowship , friends , jobs , classes , etc , etc , etc . It ’s a part of the operation and a valuable one . So in celebration of all the half - seat projects that I have pile up in my house , that we all have collecting in our house , I ’m posting photos . Yes , graphical pic , of the less - than pure moments in my garden :
Sometimes I forget about the shuttlecock feeders on a tree , in the service department , or in bird feed box . Then I get a creepy-crawly surprisal like this crazy black fungus .
Or mold , sprout AND mad black fungus . Yikes , sorry birds .
former blight can get away from me as much as I render to bump off every subdivision , foliage , caryopsis of stain that is contaminated . This Micro Tom tomato plant life hide from me and my snippers on De - Blight Day and now I think those little tomatoes are rotting in my fridge .
This weedy overgrown mess is my back garden . I really necessitate to divide the perennials , clean up the soil , and give it a good mulch for the winter . But hey , I ’m just happy that I planted up the cask with Gai Lan ( Chinese broccoli ) .
A kind neighbour give me some Dahlia pinnata Tuber which I pronto left in newsprint on my pack of cards for 4 month until they burgeon forth . I still have no idea where to set them .
And since the kicthen table is the go for ground for garden / food related projection , it is the waste for my collection like these eggshell I be after to expend against the slug that have been mowing down my lettuce seedlings …
… or St. Basil cutting that have been there for months .
There is more out there : utter seedling , seeds spud in bundle , trees in need of pruning , and sens , pot , skunk . Ugh , and that box of spill bulbs I was due to plant last month is stare at me every mean solar day ( institute me plant me embed me ) . But I say , “ curse you bulbs and weeds and guilt ! ” I have a beautiful garden that feeds me well and is whole and utterly imperfect . I blackball the guilt , hold up my head high , know I have a garden to work on whenever I desire to enjoy a beautiful day out of doors , or get in a little garden therapy .
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