It took a stressful, rainy spring, an entire corn crop rotting in the the ground and a pitiful swamp garden that yielded a large portion of the garden entirely unusable... but eventually the sun came out and the plants started to live again. Thrive may be an overstatement, but 'live' suits me just fine now that I am eating fresh squash and popping warm cherry tomatoes every chance I get.
Glory be! Garden fresh goodness! I glory in it!
And because I never posted them at the time:
The clean slate:
The baby garden:
an exhausted Mama:
...and mean children who take full advantage of every situation.
(Notice the boy with the Nerf Gun in the background)
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| 36 weeks baby! And three ripe tomatoes waiting to be picked. |
2 comments:
beautiful!
Isn't it wonderful to be on the other side of all that labor!
Now to get to the other side of the OTHER labor. ;)
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