I don't have a green thumb. See. Solid proof.
This is our fourth year of trying to garden. The first year most of our plants came up, but they didn't produce much. The second year, our plants were all miniature. We're talking 4-inch-tall zinnias. Everything was like that. Except for the tomatoes that were stuck under the deck. They did pretty well. Last year, we added a whole truckload of mushroom compost to our garden and really had high hopes. Yet again, it was not to be. We had a watermelon that was about 3 inches across.
So this year, we started some seeds inside and with some friends, tilled the ground, raked and hoed. We all worked really hard.
Jeremiah added some lime. (Yeah, you're probably not really supposed to throw it up in the air like that, but it made a better picture that way.)
And the spinach grew.
And a lot of weeds grew. And maybe two more plants. That is the actual garden Larkin is working so diligently in, not just the yard.
So Jeremiah went and bought some plants from the local high school's ag department. It felt very artificial at first, but hey, we had vegetable plants in our garden! (Don't you like my cute stick fence in the background - it was free.)
Rohan decided to pitch in this time.
Lo and behold, these plants are doing great. We planted some peas, and the carrots from the original planting decided to come up too. The kids made some markers with paint and scrap wood.
Well, today Jeremiah came into the living room with Rohan and said, "Peter Rabbit's been naughty." Being in an overly-nervous state about Rohan's recently-discovered sensitivity to nuts, I exclaimed, "You let Rohan have peanuts?!!"
Giving me an odd look, Jeremiah answered, "The carrots. . . "
"Oh. You mean an actual rabbit."
Yes, an actual rabbit. It ate the carrot tops, the squash blossoms (which I had intended to fry), the squash, and of course the lettuce. So much for my cute little stick fence.
Jeremiah put up a real fence.
My sticks went in the burn pile.
And the poor little chewed-off carrots are now behind bars.
"At least the rabbit had a good meal," Miah said.
Gardening is a great reminder that we are not in control, though we try. We can do everything right and succeed or fail. We can do everything wrong and fail, or the plants may grow anyway.
"So then neither he who plants is anything, nor he who waters, but God who gives the increase." 1 Corinthians 3:7