This is what the rain looked like late yesterday afternoon.
I think we've gotten over 4 inches in the last week, maybe more, so my garden is not worth even looking at...but I do because it always holds so much hope in it. The pathways are small ponds, and the beds are full of soggy, limp, bedraggled tomatoes that SOMEONE has been pulling up. Now why would that be?
Two days in a row the south bed was strewn with the plants I'd carefully planted on the one sunny day two weeks ago.
It is so disheartening to see this.
And you can see to left of her that the pathway is muck.
This north bed of tomatoes was undisturbed by the vandals.
The cabbages are doing okay.
I wouldn't say they are thriving, but at least they survive at this point.
Gardening is such a challenge here with clay soil, the late frosts in June and July, the early frosts in August and September. And now the monsoons. We are trying our best to grow as many veggies for our own consumption and dealing with so many forces against us.
I'm beginning to whine so look on down to see what I'm doing while stuffed inside my house cage.
Aprons! I've made four this week and have three more to finish up.
It is so fun to create these cute reversable aprons for myself and others!
Today is our 5th anniversay, so I've picked some bouquets, fixed a lovely lunch and await my husband's gift of taking me to dinner.
I fixed up the table sweetly with a tablecloth and these bouquets around the dining/living room. It has been special.
We are doing well in this thing called marriage that neither of us excelled in before.
It is good!