Heard a quote today that fits perfectly into my contention that we garden despite the challenges…
“Gardening is not a rational act. What matters is the immersion of the hands in the earth, that ancient ceremony of which the Pope kissing the tarmac is merely a pallid vestigial remnant. In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” — Margaret Atwood (via The Writer’s Almanac)
But, luckily, the plants are wholeheartedly in the battle with us. Remember those plants I thought were decimated by high winds?
They are coming back from what looked completely withered in the wake of the winds! The top one is a tomatillo and the bottom, a tomato. I don’t even know what kind of tomato because I’d already removed the stake with the label, giving it up for dead. What a wonderful surprise it will be if/when it flowers and fruits!