Behind my cottage there is a lovely little patch of sunshine that has been begging to be turned into a garden. For the last few weeks, the Scotch Broom has really been bossing it around, so I decided that today would be the day I put down my computer and tell that invasive non-native species who’s in charge around here.
I have never gardened anything but a few cacti and a small, modest collection of potted herbs, but I was going to learn. First, I needed supplies. So I went to the hardware store with my shopping list, which looked like this:
The dude at the hardware store gave me his most compassionate look of contempt, asked a few general questions, and then diplomatically suggested that perhaps what I needed was actually a pair of gardening gloves to weed the thing with my hands. I bought gloves, and also a pretty red shovel. And then I got to work.
Here is what my garden-to-be-looked like BEFORE:
And after 90 minutes of my harrassing hand-weed-pulling technique and a few small temper tantrums, here’s what it looks like now:
Yes, I know. It’s like a scene from The Road. It’s absolutely embarrassing. I might have to admit that I don’t have a green thumb.
I think I should stick to computers.
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It’s truly beautiful. Like a Paris garden. And look, you found a cat in the weeds. 😉
And now you don’t need a litter box!
Would that that were true. Sadly, my cats will spend all day out-of-doors and then meow to be let in JUST so they can use the litterbox. Assholes.
Are you kidding? It looks Great! All ready to be tilled and planted with VEGGIES!!! And BTW… I could never have weeded that in only 90 Minutes. Would have easily taken me four hours, so I say “job well done!”