With silver bells and cockle shells
My garden is done with the planting for the year, the interesting part is over and now it’s just watering it before I leave for school and pulling weeds and eating. Not all that bad if you ask me. Two afternoons and two evenings and I went from a hay field to a decent (I wouldn’t say beautiful) little veggie patch.
I’ve got enough lettuce to reach my salad quota for the year, likely more beets than I’ve eaten in my entire life. Enough zucchini to make a dozen chocolate cakes and still eat it every day for supper for a month. And probably so much swiss chard to make me hate swiss chard enough to never plant it again. Why, you ask? Well those seed packages come in discrete quanta and I’m not going to pay money for anything I’m not going to plant. That would just be silly right?
