We are seriously terrible at gardening. We have good intentions (or we start with them anyhow). This year we even did our own starts … like from SEED! We may have started a bit late, but we did get them grown and plunked in the ground. We even made sure they had adequate, regular watering.
Then we did … err… nothing. Absolutely nothing. We didn’t weed (though our garden doesn’t seem to get very weedy?). We didn’t trim back. We just let it do it’s garden thing. We went about our summer and last Friday, Tabby went outside and proclaimed that we had a ripe tomato! And indeed we did. Quite a few of them as it happens.
Turns out we also have a squash! Forgot what type this is – I’ll have to look it up. Not sure if it’s ready for picking or not (another thing to look up), but Ben is convinced it is and that it is HIS. But for the moment, it’s still hanging out in the garden.
So Farmer Joe we are not. CLEARLY. But the kids had a splendid time combing through the vines, collecting tomatoes and exclaiming how over-crowded the garden is. And that alone makes it pretty worthwhile in my opinion. Maybe next year!
The kids looked like they had fun and a bowlful of maters is pretty decent. Good job.