I really only post about my garden successes because there are far, far too many fails and I don’t like to be reminded. (Those seed catalogs tempt me every year!) But today. Fuck gardening. For real. Mood. Ruined. All the damn tomatoes went to rot, but for maybe a bushel?

(Ok, maybe 2+ bushels with greens. I forgot I had a few last week.)

They’ve been green and waiting…and BAM a few days later ROT. 36 damn plants.

While I’m at it? How about the massive 100+ onion failure in the “main” garden? And the attempt to build a potato and pumpkin patch —only to be devoured by wildlife. Seriously? Potato blossoms? Ugh.

And then of course my cauliflower, which I got in too late and didn’t get anywhere. And the pepper plants which the deer also ate. I’m hoping for some dried beans, but again – munch munch,

Bumper crop of cucumbers. Hurrah? And apparently I can grow herbs. Verdict is still out on the many squash, pie pumpkins & gourds coming in still. Oh and beets and kale.

Everything else, fuck it. I quit.