Anyways, this is WAR! The commander in chief has now authorized a troop surge aimed at eliminating enemy insurgents and their offspring. Civilian casualties are expected...nay...anticipated....the Geneva conventions don't apply in MY garden B$&CH! Genocide is the order of the day. Please prepare yourself...the following pictures are particularly gruesome:
Life
DEATH :)
As with all warring nations, however, I constantly try to maintain a semblance of peace and order on the home front. This means making more babies. Specifically, baby tomatoes, squash, beans, and peppers to replace those that have died in service of this great country. This is the third time I've tried to start from seeds this spring alone, and I just hope they sprout and grow strong and tall this time around. Unfortunately Lou the cat is fighting for the enemy and just this morning decided the infirmary would be a great place to play around. Damn you LOU!
The Infirmary
The Culprit!
On a more positive note, the vegetables that are still alive are beginning to show signs of...vegetableness. I have baby beets and kohlrabi, and just seeing those little bulbs has inspired my culinary (pronounced 'cue-lin-airy') imagination. Seeing as Michelle Obama hasn't patented the garden to plate idea yet, next post I will hopefully detail a beet salad, a garden pasta, and maybe another epicurean delight. Till next time.
you are funny! I never put comedy and gardening together but I think you are on to something Andrew. The weeds are winning in my yard. While you wage war I evidently chose surrender.Your blog is great. chris
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