When times get tough, the tough get going - or so the saying goes. Originally intended (I'm relatively sure) to mean that in difficult circumstances people dig in, steel themselves and work harder. Does this apply to plants in the garden too?
This summer my garden - trying very hard to bloom where I planted it - has been buffeted by monsoons, heat waves and winds. I have given up on plants that should have been fine - they were healthy when planted and hearty. They were tough and ready to get going. But they couldn't. So I've yanked them from the beds and put them on the weed heap - not even good for compost as they were beset by bugs and in a completely chemical free garden, there is a limit to what can be done. As a result I don't have the harvest I thought I would. This is both disappointing and scary. What if I completely depended on my garden to eat. Silly you say? Maybe, but not really. There are bigger crop failures - Russian wheat for example. Food will be more expensive as fossil fuels increase if crops/products continue to be transported great distances. Others in my little part of the country are saying what a bad year it has been for typically easy-to-grow crops as well.
Maybe when the going gets tough now, it's too tough for even the hardiest among us. Then what?
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Monday, August 9, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
A rabbit in the garden
There is - big surprise - a rabbit in the garden. He (I refer to it as a male) is wreaking a tiny bit of havoc on the new plants. Snipping them off at the ground it seems. Or perhaps he has a partner in crime.
He's tiny and quite tame. Almost as if he had been an Easter bunny let loose, but is really too small for that. I can walk right up to him and shoo him away before he moves a muscle. Perhaps he thinks if he's still as a statue I can't see him or will consider him yard art.
We've set traps in all the gardens, which by the way are fully fenced but I think he's still small enough to squeeze through. Another few weeks and he won't fit. But if he's caught before that he'll be relocated to a new neighborhood (I've requested this of my gardening gang, and hope they will oblige and not turn him into Hasenpfeffer.) Despite his havoc, I think he's too cute for dispatching any other way. If I get a picture of him in the next day or two, I'll post it. Then I'll be gone for several days, and surely by the time I get back he'll be in his new home.
He's tiny and quite tame. Almost as if he had been an Easter bunny let loose, but is really too small for that. I can walk right up to him and shoo him away before he moves a muscle. Perhaps he thinks if he's still as a statue I can't see him or will consider him yard art.
We've set traps in all the gardens, which by the way are fully fenced but I think he's still small enough to squeeze through. Another few weeks and he won't fit. But if he's caught before that he'll be relocated to a new neighborhood (I've requested this of my gardening gang, and hope they will oblige and not turn him into Hasenpfeffer.) Despite his havoc, I think he's too cute for dispatching any other way. If I get a picture of him in the next day or two, I'll post it. Then I'll be gone for several days, and surely by the time I get back he'll be in his new home.
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