Thursday, August 5, 2010

Big Letdowns

Yes, a garden disaster is what I classify as a BIG LETDOWN. It's the little things that thrill or kill me. I refuse to fertilize with anything but compost and I have never used anything with the word "cide" in it. I am not certified organic but my methods are very much organic. While my tomatoes plant are becoming trees and the morning glory has threatened to choke out every living thing, the squash plants are sucking the life out of themselves. I appear to have a nasty thing called "squash borer". It's a fat, white, grubby bastard that enters the plant at the ground level, through a crack, and bores its way in to grow big and fat and ruin the plant. I found one the other day and smashed it into goo. I suspect my other yellow squash plants are suffering the same fate. I'm not a huge fan of yellow squash**, but my mother is and I'm disappointed she won't get any.

It's a sad day when you realize that a plant you've grown all summer isn't going to hold up its end of the bargain. I expect that if I plant something and get it to grow, it should grow and produce as long as I take care of it. I have numerous squash plants that it looks like I will have to remove. And then I can't grow them for a few summers to hopefully "trick" the little shits into thinking that we don't have squash here, so they will move along and forget about us. I also hope they don't get into other squash varieties because I like to grow cucumbers (also not holding up their end of things this year) and butternut or pumpkins.

** I just this summer learned that you can take a potato peeler and peel of the outer yellow peel of summer squash and zucchini and then you have less "squeaking" when you eat it. I hate the squeak. I'm more willing to eat it when it's squeak free!

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