(not my garden...but inspirational indeed!)
How one ever survived before the advent of grocery stores is a real mystery to me. As I strolled outside this morning to look at the bountiful harvest a growin, I see that Maverick (the dog I will pay someone to take) had made a bed in my lettuce box. Its a big plastic coy pond that I turned into a planter for my lettuce because I naively thought it would be high enough off the ground that chickens would stay out of it, and they do....but apparently it makes a great dog bed. So much for all my little lettuce sprouts. I replanted them covered it with chicken wire and am hoping for the best.
Not all is lost...I think to myself. At least the main garden is fenced. I walk off into that direction and hoist my leg over the fence, which sends shock waves up and down my back....but I press on because to see the garden growing will bring me much happiness. I glance down with joy as I see that the beans and squash are starting to pop through the ground, I was worried that they weren't going to come up as it has been over a week sense I planted them. Walking along I smile at progress and hard work paying off.
Blinking a few times just thinking that my eyes haven't focused in just yet, I wonder where are my tomato plants? WHERE ARE MY TOMATO PLANTS!!!!???? The first 8 in the row are gone...or more accurately had their leaves plucked off all the way down to the ground. It happened between yesterday midday and this morning. Last I checked the smaller kids couldn't get over the fence without help and the older ones know better. I'll never know who the real perpetrator was. All I know is that its a good thing that the grocery store is around the corner. Sigh