I wish this were a blog about some passer-by just picking a few of my not-yet-ripe tomatoes. Instead, I feel like my neighbor had taken over my garden. I’m hoping I have it back now.
We all live in the same house, in attached apartments. The garden is on my side of the house. When I started out this year, it was just a patch of dusty dry dirt and weeds. We (the neighbors, mom and I) had talked for years about putting some flowers in, but no one ever seemed willing to put forth the effort, so I really had no qualms about taking over the patch, figuring I would share the fruits of my labor and– within time, my neighbor had rescued 3 impatiens from a “dollar or less” sale at our local supermarket as the poor things were dehydrated. She also planted a mum. So the end of the “garden” is hers, with her flowers, while the section with the veggies is mine. We talked about my being unable to use MiracleGro products and that I had my plants on a schedule of when I was watering.
The other morning, I came out to the dirt looking different. I found out that she’d weeded the plot after a bad night and some extra nervous energy. She’d also put down some more peat moss as I said I was going to do this after I weeded. I was kinda upset because I am now low on peat moss at my house (I had a small bag full on the side of the house– taken from the large bag I bought, which is at my dad’s as it was too big for me to move). I was also going to put it down a certain way, “hilling” it around the corn for some added stability and such. I was stuck in for most of the day with a stomachache, as I’d mentioned in my last post, and by afternoon was trying to see it as a blessing that she’d at least weeded and been trying to help.
Then I went out at night, when I was feeling better, to water.
I found that my plants were already watered… and the leaves of my corn plants had been trimmed.
Now, the corn was tall and beautiful– it was almost shoulder-height. It now looks like it was given a bad haircut. It’s all unevenly split and instead of the leaves hanging down gracefully, they reach up with their broken arms. It’s starting to produce tassels, but it will be taking in a lot less sunlight with the leaves cut down so drastically.
My cherry tomato plant was also leaning, some of the roots pulled out of the ground– my corn plants also seemed to have some roots showing, but at the top right where the stalk ends and meets the dirt. I’m not really sure what happened with this part– but I managed to fix things as much as possible.
I’m getting over the shock and I at least spread the cut-down parts over the soil so at least it will boost the nutrient factor. I tried reading up on things and nothing I can find suggests that this was a good thing to do– but she thought she’d read it somewhere and after a friendly conversation, the garden care has been more officially split.
I continued to feel kind of sick the past couple days, as well as it being a bit painful to write about the garden- I felt like someone had taken over, stolen it from me after I’d spent time (and money) setting it up. And the corn just looked so ugly to me those first few days. I loved those dark green leaves. They had the most incredible texture to them. But I’m moving on and trying to find the joy in it again– which I must admit is a little hard.
I’ve been daydreaming about my perfect “someday” garden– somewhere spacious, and mine, where I can have fruit trees and grape vines and all the veggies I can manage. I hope someday I can do that…
And finally, some really good news. I have little bell peppers! (look towards the center of the plant- right above the middle)