I knew when I didn't drag myself out in the steamy evening yesterday, and spray the garden with critter repellent, foraging would take place. Who are these stinkers anyway? Are they deer? Bunnies? Groundhogs? If they're deer, where are the jumping into the enclosed area??
My more "important" (although all the plants are important, no?) crops are already covered with mesh. Double contained they are, being inside the fencing (which is only doing a marginal job at this point!). I know that all the "pruned" plants will grow offshoots, even potentially blooming/fruiting. I shouldn't be too upset. Truth be told, I've gotten used to this dance. It's like a semi frustrating kabuki with...whomever the other actors are!
I've been thinking about my attitude towards the garden lately. I've been measuring success by how productive the plants are. And I've been wondering if there's a healthier approach to the whole shebang. How about I simply work to provide the conditions for a healthy ecosystem? How about I look at all the growing things as beings that I've been given the privilege to care for? If then I receive flowers or fruit or vegetables, it's like icing on the cake. It certainly removes the sense of anxiety from the mix. Truthfully, I can actually afford to go to the store and buy what I need (I mean, who doesn't like to save money by growing/making, but still...). The joy of the garden is about healthy and happy plants, after all. I think I'm going to work on an attitude change.
The garden and Avery (warily noting the garbage trucks in the neighborhood) on Instax Wide film in the Lomo'Instant...


