I love vegetables! Not all, but most (sorry Brussels Sprouts). Every year I start a vegetable garden~ I imagine myself with a bushel basket in my arms, overflowing with the fruits (& veggies) of my labor...sharing with my neighbors.... "why, YES! I did grow these myself.....no-no....I have plenty...please enjoy!"
In reality, this is what I get:
Yes, it's true.....I have yet to eat a single berry, bean or melon from my own garden! Every year the same optimism~ every year I am dealt a crushing blow from Mother Nature. I guess that is what comes from a Big City gal trying to be Fanny Farmer. I am hoping that some of you out there can help me by telling me what it is I can do to fend off rodents sweet little bunnies, swarms of locusts, the stealthy possum and grow food in drought combined with searing heat. One thing you do learn early on in Texas gardening is when the tag on the plant says 'full sun' it hardly ever means 'full Texas sun'. Is it any wonder I rely on the local markets for my produce?
I do love to cook. I love my kitchen! I love chopping, kneading, baking, grilling and most of all- eating! So what if this was not my reality:
I can still enjoy veggies! Luckily, my kids love them as well, and my poor husband who was raised by someone who's cooking skills shall we say....were lacking?....has come around to crave them as well.
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