dealing with gardening guilt
We all like to post pictures of pretty vegetables climbing up perfect trellies surrounded by perfectly cut lawns and shurbs. Well, I'm here today to put my worst foot forward. I've never been the gardener my yard deserves. Sometimes I forget to water. I dont weed often enough.
Poor little kitchen garden...you can be so neglected.
"Helllo, my name is Wendy and I'm a Lazy Gardener. (and the room calls out, "Hi Wendy.") I need to let you all know how badly I feel for the packet of beet seeds I left on the back porch that got spattered and disolved in the rain while I was busy with that deadline . . . and the volunteer cucumbers I let almost take over part of the strawberry box, and the weeds I let grow up in between the black-eyed peas because my foot was sprained and it hurt to walk down the hill. I want to admit that last year I forgot to pick some of my sunflower seeds before the bugs ate them. I'm sorry about the first experiment with a winter greenhouse whre I boiled my basil plants in an un-vented tent, and the experiment with the summer shade-cloth in the 110-degree heat where I left on too long - and that strand of green beans died.
"I did not keep the cats from using the parsnip bed as a litterbox. I did not ammend the soil in a couple of the raised beds and planted some doomed cayene peppers in them anyhow."
There. Confession is good for the soul. Got any gardening guilt to unload? Help us all feel like we are not alone in our sins of omission.