I think pickles are cucumbers that sold out.
They sold their soul to the devil - and the devil was dill.
They sold their soul to the devil - and the devil was dill.
~ Mitch Hedberg
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ike Nelson, Servo, and
the rest of the MST3K crew would love my garden.
Right now, it looks
like Attack of the Killer Cucumbers out there.
Already down for the count are my poor little corn stalks. They aren’t stalking anybody anymore. I lifted up the blanket o’ cucs and spied a
couple of ears, but if they don’t get enough sun, I don’t think they’ll make it
to the table and the pat of butter I have waiting for them.
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So far, the tomatoes are standing up to Cuc
McCreeps. But at least one of them looks
like he might not produce many more tommy toes ~ McCreeps has gotten huge and
once he wraps his once cute little green tendrils around you, your bottom half
is in perpetual shade.
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That being said, I am really looking forward to
the harvest. Because whatever one may
say about Cucs McCreeps boundary issues, he produces a creep load of cucs. Crossing my fingers, but I just may be able
to get a couple jars of pickles out of this year’s experiment.
My little cuc volunteer is going gangbusters
too:
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And low and behold ~ the volunteer I thought was a twin to McCreeps is
actually a squash!
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I can’t wait to see what this baby pops out. If it’s a zucchini, I’ll die. And promptly make bread out of it.
So another lesson learned in this year’s garden:
give the cucs plenty of room to roam ~ far away from other plants!
Oremus pro invicem,
~ Mikaela
What lessons are you
learning from your garden so far? Have
you already started making plans for next year?
