Wednesday, May 6, 2015

One of THOSE Days

This is shaping up to be one of those days.  Everybody has them (I assume), and today, dissatisfaction with the garden is mounting.

--  The candytuft may be getting smaller instead of growing larger.  Hmph.

--  At least two of our three squash vines look odd.  One looks kind of "split" near the base.  Another looks almost flattened out at the base.  The leaves still look healthy, and there are flowers, but for how long?  Also, it looks like something has munched off some flowers/young fruits.  UGH.  This will be two years in a row, if these squash plants fail.  I will definitely be ordering ball squash seeds for next year, if I bother with squash at all.

--  I read a blog post about rose rosette disease, this morning.  Nothing new, but every time I read about it, I come away temporarily convinced that every rose I ever plant will be doomed to fail. 

--  It's only the beginning of May, but it's already starting to get so hot.  And the weeds are ganging up on me again!  I need to mulch some more, but I don't wanna.  I probably need to do some weed-spraying/painting in some spots, too, but now I'm afraid that RoundUp will kill me.   (Just kidding, I guess...)

--  The dill's not sprouting, some of the vegetable seedlings are soooo slooooow to grooooow, and I keep forgetting to plant the okra seeds!

-- The new daylily bloom I spied from the window turned out, upon closer inspection, to not have opened up very well.  That seems to be happening fairly often, and while it's a little thing, it's still annoying.  I'm beginning to think that all of my daylilies are duds (except for the ones passed along from family-- those at least are still perfect).  Realistically, I know that they may do better in time, and even if they don't, it's not that big of a deal-- but by "one of those days" logic, it's the straw that broke the camel's back.

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Maybe it's time to forget about the garden for a day.  Just pretend I live in a high-rise apartment in some city.  No weeds to pull.  No vegetables to defend. No gardening responsibilities at all.  Just a list the length of my arm of household chores awaiting my attention.   ...Maybe I'll add a cook and housekeeper to my imaginary carefree apartment.  ;o)