MonkeyPants

Commando Gardening

I am in love with my garden. I have a little plot for vegetables, where I have peas, beans, tomatoes, and basil. Never mind that there probably isn’t enough sun for all of them to grow in optimal conditions, I’m trying anyway.

And “I’m trying anyway” is my motto for the rest of the garden. Really, I have more weeds and badly situated, ill-thought-out plants than actual plants that are features. That happens when you rent, and especially when you decide to garden in a space that has been benignly neglected for a decade.

I have so many weeds on the west side of the backyard that I have decided to smother them with cardboard (aka mulch) and dig up the few bluebells and columbines to plant back later. I don’t know if it will work, but it’s better than digging up two hundred and fifty square feet of weeds(Not including the weeds that are in the actual ‘lawn’). What I should do about the eight-foot maple sapling I just discovered, I don’t know.

That makes it seem like I have a huge backyard that stretches for acres. I don’t. It’s just that at this time of year, everything grows so fast.  I leave in the morning and I think the blackberries are under control. By 9 PM, I have three new shoots mocking me with their mad invasion skillz.

I don’t know what to do. I can’t fight Mother Nature this much. She’s working all the hours of the day, growing weeds (and basil and peas and beans and tomatoes), and I have to go out and work and stuff. But the weeds grow fastest, and I don’t know if I can beat them, but I’m trying anyway.

The funny thing is, I really believe that if I try hard enough, I’ll defeat the weeds.