I had one zucchini hill left over from planting my beds. What could I do with it? None of my friends or neighbors wanted it, and I couldn't just throw it out - it was a thriving plant! That's sacrilege. So, I did what I had threatened to do time and again. I guerilla gardened. I put that plant straight in the ground next to the air conditioning units without pomp or cirucumstance and reveled in my glory that I had eclipsed the confines of the raised bed gardener - I had planted in the ground. I was sly and kept the knowledge to myself. I was stelthy and did it while the kids weren't looking. I, was a ninja. And the man, thinking it was a weed, hit it with Round-Up.
Even ninjas get better breaks than this.
We'll see if it makes it. I doubt it, but it was fun while it lasted.
I'm a wife, teacher and mom of two who came by gardening accidentally in order to appease a fussy child in a big-box hardware store. He saw yellow pear tomatoes (his favorite color) and we became container gardeners.
As it goes with anything involving children, my interest far outlasted his and now we have a square foot garden in our corner yard.
As long as we can battle the bugs and keep the dog from the soil, we might have some fun.
2009 TOTAL ---- 136 lbs
2010 TOTAL ---- I stink. I gave up weighing.
The boy has eaten:
Teeninesy radish bit. He chewed it, spit it out and then rinsed his mouth with water. It still counts.
Carrots - orange, white and purple
Beans - purple, green and Dragon Tongue
The girl has eaten:
Cantaloupe - smelled, licked, sucked on a slice, but ingestion is doubtful.
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