Garden Anyone?

In my moms old house she always had a garden. It always seemed prosperous. We now live next door to each other and have this great garden spot, however when the gardening talent got handed out I must have been in the back room. The first summer we lived here we hauled out all the dirt and debree from building, then we put some manure(P.U.) on and tilled the heck out of it. Everything we grew that year tasted like crap(truly) and we had mountainous weeds. Needless to say my mom was a little disappointed. So last year I promised that I would be a better helper. She was very excited and bought all these different types of tomatoes and even blueberries. We had squash, cantaloupe,cucumbers, and all sorts of other stuff. Now rewind a bit to my dear husband who is a habitual thrower awayer(I know that's not a word but that's what he is). This has caused several different contentious moments in our marriage. So the garden was looking pretty good, but then Shane decided to help out. This time he didn't throw anything away, no worse, he went out in the garden with round-up. Why on earth would you do that? Only he didn't tell anyone. One day my mom and I were talking and she said " alot of the stuff in the garden is dying" hmmm. That night Shane and I were talking and I asked if he knew anything about this. He got that guilty look, the one I am familiar with, and told me about the sudden need to kill those big weeds. Which in turn were the squash. Again the garden was not great and I promised my mom next year I would do better. When it was finally nice enough to start the garden this year I had been put on bed rest with Adie. My mom and dad were very diligent. This was "Our Year". They hauled in truck loads of dirt, tilled it, planted posts, and on and on. I just sat in my house and occasionally in the lawn chair and watched. It turned out to be awesome.Shane promised that he would stay out(I forgot to mention that the first year he pulled out some random tomatoes that he thought were weeds.) Any how it was going great, then one day my sweet dad was out spraying the bark with ground neutralizer and he got this wild hair to spray the rows in the garden. What the Hell!!! Needless to say my poor dad didn't hear the end of it for quite some time, actually he hasn't heard the end of it yet. I would suggest not buying that stuff because apparently it doesn't work,luckily for my dad. Again the garden was overtaken by weeds.Althouh, we did have these yummiest tiny tomatoes and some really good peas, so maybe there's hope. It looks like good "next year" country to me. Shane and dad have been banished unless supervised.HaHa. And mom I promise I'll be a better helper.

 

The kids helped dad clean out the garden, now hopefully it will be ready next year. Dad and Shane really haven't been banished, however I hope they'll both think twice before spray weeding again.