With greetings from the cat crew, too.
I must admit, I was rather despondant at the end of the season last year, with my lack of success in the garden overall. Oh, I harvested some fruits of my labour.
But the season ended with the garden in a terrible mess, with Mother Nature doing her best to reclaim it and turn it into a weed wilderness once more.
It's in a right state.
However, I have renewed vigour to get out there, and fight the good fight. And grow something worthwhile.
I took a turn out there this morning and perhaps it's not as bad as I thought. I actually found that the purple sprouting broccoli sprouted some purple broccoli.
Maybe there is hope for me after all.
Maybe there is hope for me after all.
