That's an old saying, but a true one. The 2024 gardening year is mostly a bust. I shot a little video this past weekend to talk about it.
The link, if you want to see it, is at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFmKP4zaIes
I began the year with high hopes. Little did I know what a turn of events would transpire. The Lord of the Manor and I had a simple plan for some veggies for our table, and then it all went off the rails.
He passed at the end of March. The garden didn't get planted at the appropriate time. A heat wave hit at the end of June. It's not been fun. Never before have I seen tomatoes get to the size of a golf ball and just fall off the vines.
The spaghetti squash looks good, and I'll have enough jalapeno peppers for a batch of cowboy candy. There are two cabbage to harvest, too. Beyond that, I don't have much hope.
It's amazing how quickly we'll get to the planning stage for 2025. It's time to adjust my thinking and act accordingly.
The Lady of Holly Tree Manor/The Hideaway
Holly Tree Manor, The Hideaway, gardening, rural living, country lifestyle, a writer's life, garden planning, tomatoes, jalapeno peppers, spaghetti squash, failure
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