I have just discovered the joy of gardening. As I get older (and wiser) I notice that I eat almost everything now that I never would have considered years ago and I enjoy it. Fresh fruits and vegetables from the grocery store are not very yummy, and who knows where they have arrived here from. Plus one day I will (I hope) be an old Southern woman and there is a requirement that we "wear funny hats and old clothes and grow vegetables in the dirt." (Shirley McClain's charactar 'Ouiser' "Steel Magnolias")
So I planted tomatoes and red peppers and cucumbers and summer squash and 2 kinds of basil and some oregano. And I watered. And I talked to the little darlings. And I watched them.
And blooms arrived. And I watered. And I fertilized. Organic, of course. And fruit arrived. And rotted.
I did manage several cucumbers. And a tomato. And a squash.
Ok, new tomato plants and new squash plants and LOOK AT THIS! Peppers growing. On the vine.
And the bugs came.
Nature is a circle. And these bugs provide a service, somewhere in the cirle.
And I do NOT want to use pesticides. So we have donated the pepper plant and 1 tomato plant to these really fat things.
And the cucumbers were taken by what DSD is referring to as 'mites'
But the basil and oregano are coming right along! I think we are going to be eating a lot of Italian food. (Basil/oregano pizza is really yummy! Too bad the sauce isn't fresh!)