This morning I really noticed it. The days are getting shorter.
This time of the year a subtle shade of melancholy settles on me. I look around my garden and see bare dirt patches where I didn’t plant anything yet. There are the empty raised beds where I recently yanked out the last of the heat tough bitter kale and snap peas. The last memory of spring’s lushness has burned away in the days of summer heat. My wife and I call it the “pizza oven” season.
Now my gaze falls to my tomato plants. There is hope, but is it really July 16th and I still don’t have a ripe tomato? Why do I still have a few sprawling cage free tomatoes in my garden? That was a June to-do list.
And my ultimate humiliation: the zucchini and yellow crookneck squash. How could it possibly have come to pass that they are only now starting to produce? Is my summer garden a failure?
I must remind myself to be patient. Focus on the successes.
Remember that I am a “year round” gardener and the empty beds are merely an opportunity for a fabulous fall garden. I think of two quotes that sum up my feelings.
I think it is time for seed therapy. I will plant some broccoli, cabbage, and kale starts. I have to fill those garden beds with something.
What is a success or failure story in you garden this year?