Lois Winston, Anastasia’s creator, stepping in today to talk about
one of my failures. I’ve never been a great gardener. Instead of having green
thumbs, mine are red. I say red because if you look at a color wheel, you’ll
see that red is the opposite of green.
In my defense, I’m was born and bred a
city girl and have never quite adapted to suburban life, no matter how much I’ve
tried. And believe me, when it comes to gardening, I’ve tried…and tried…and
tried. And usually failed.
However, one thing I have had success growing in the
past is zucchini. Even I couldn’t kill that stalwart squash and have spent many
summers with bumper crops from a single plant—until the last several years when even
the zucchini decided to rebel against my efforts.
This year I decided to plant in a different sunny
spot in my backyard, thinking maybe location was the problem, even though I'd rotate crops within my small gardening plot. The zucchini gods must have thought that was funny
because after two months in the ground my poor zucchini plant has yet to produce a
single new leaf, let alone any flowers. It’s exactly the same size it was when
I bought it. If I didn’t know better, I’d think it was a plastic plant!
I am bowing to the inevitable. We can't all succeed at everything we try, no matter how much we'd like to. So my fresh
zucchini this year is coming courtesy of the local farmer’s market that sets up
at the train station every Saturday morning.
4 comments:
I hear you on the city girl transplanted to the 'burbs. :) You're right, we can't succeed at everything. Besides, farmers markets are very nice to visit.
Thanks for stopping by, Debra! Saturday mornings at the farmer's market has become a regular stop for me this year.
I'm not good with plants either -- or flowers, unless they're silk. Enjoyed the post. Thanks.
LOL, Angela! Says something about us city girls, doesn't it? Thanks for stopping by.
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