I went out this afternoon to water and what do I find?
Nothing! Whatever nefarious beast got them took them completely and didn't even leave a stalk as a how-do-you-do. They even had me second guessing if I even planted them at all, so I walked around and saw that the lettuce in both the corner yard and the other corner yard showed signs of a struggle.
However, to have a plant completely missing, hook line and sinker and all....something had to be going on. I blame the dog. I honestly do. He's the only one capable of pulling up the entire plant and then devouring it and the dirt whole AND he's known to have decapitated a few tomato plants in his history. He was outside yesterday while the boy and girl had friends over for dinner, and I bed he got irritated.
Guess I'm off to find new transplants, for now, of course, I'm more determined than ever to have that stupid chard.
Stupid, stupid chard.
However, I do have one thing going for me now that makes me happier than a dead hog in the sunshine....
These peas are looking better and brighter than any I've ever tried to grow and we're still holding steady at 60's at night and 90's in the day. I doubt they'll flower until it gets a bit cooler during the days, but they're good and strong now...maybe I'll get two or three pods and I'll certainly count that as a success based on my track record.
The morning comes early....and the boy just took ten years off of my life by coming up behind me silently while I was typing this and going "CCHHCCHHCCHH" (you really can't reproduce the sound, but it's like an rabid animal)and scaring the fool out of me. Tears were my knee jerk reaction which made him terrified as well, poor kid. Sweet chard eating dog-free dreams.