Every spring, I name my garden, the Victory Garden. I suppose that’s the eternal optimist in me. I also cheer for the Cubs every spring. The truth is that I haven’t had a single year of a good harvest. The one year that looked the most promising ended with a destructive hail storm. I’ve also had aphids and extreme heat.
When looking at it, maybe there is a better way to spend my money. But I like the idea of nurturing a garden, helping it grow. And I’ve come from previous generations of farmers, so you would think that I could get a few tomato plants to grow!
I laid out my plans for this year. Hoping that the weather cooperates.
I am patiently waiting until Mother’s Day weekend to plant. As much as I like to nurture a garden, I don’t want to have to tuck it in every night under a sheet because I planted too early.
So I will wait. And plan. And practice spelling the word zucchini.