Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Dear Summer Garden,

Have I not shown you love? Did I not work with you and follow all the rules? Why haven't you produced for me like I imagined? At the beginning of the season I had wild thoughts of strolling through luxurious greenery, picking fruit right off your vines. But you have only brought me yellowed leaves, powdery mildew and small fruit barely big enough for me to make a meal. You've made me envious of other gardeners and their lush gardens. Don't get me wrong, I have to give you credit for the cherry tomatoes. But sometimes you make me feel like a disgrace for being a farmer's daughter! I think it's time we break it off. I'm moving on to Winter Garden in hopes of having a better relationship.

Until Next Season,

"On every stem, on every leaf,... and at the root of everything that grew, was a professional specialist in the shape of grub, caterpillar, aphis, or other expert, whose business it was to devour that particular part."
~ Oliver Wendell Holmes

1 comment:

Karin said...

best of luck on your new relationship