REALITY?: Days late and counting

Really trying hard to get the garden in but it’s just a helluva job with no tiller (hand weeding ain’t easy) and I need to do something about the soil. Somehow got Fusarium Wilt on last year’s beautiful tomato plants and it killed all the different varieties as well as the squash plants.

Also have a problem with too much acid from the overhanging coniferous trees (added lime) and too much shade from same. The symbiotic relationship of the peaches and grapes needed to be tested before they took over the rest of the sunny spots so I closed my eyes while el esposo took a handsaw to some of the branches. Unfortunately, he was looking out for himself in getting them out of his mowing way and I just don’t have it in me to cut any more if there’s the fuzz of a baby peach clinging on.

So the hoeing is still being done in hour shifts–that’s the fourth problem; cain’t get around like I useta–and I hope to get the tomato and pepper plants in this evening, and I should be out there bright and early in the morning to put in the seeds.

And as usual, do a little dance to the Garden Gods for an Indian Summer.