...with trial and error, cursing and
swearing, and a lot of waiting impatiently for plants to grow. At least in my
case. I have discovered a love of gardening that was instilled in me by my mom,
and left dormant for years. Now, like one of the foxglove seeds I planted weeks
ago, it has finally started to sprout and I couldn’t be happier.
Today, a really fantastic friend of mine is
going to take me shopping. For vegetables. More specifically, vegetable plants.
Which will, hopefully, flourish in my garden and provide us with a bounty fit
for a queen. There’s only one problem. Only one flowerbed is halfway prepared to
receive the plants:
(Please ignore the blurry shots of the
animals. They snuck into the photos without me realising and there will most
likely be a post dedicated to them in all their awesome naughtiness in the near
future.)
Back to the garden... You see my dilemma? But,
it’s all right. I have two unwilling helpers and a ton of energy that’s waiting
to be expended on creating a gloriously productive and tasty garden. At the
moment, I have unprepared beds. And some pretty hibiscus flowers and giant
monsters:
Now I leave you with a couple of photos of
my scraggly grass (which is a fix-up project for a later date), while I scurry
off to start prepping the rather weedy soon to be vegetable patches.
Scraggly grass? Pfft... I hope I'm never THAT boring!
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