he’s not red
but he will be
he’s our first tomato
I’m so proud!
Does this mean I’m a real gardener now?
I feel like a new mom
This began a year ago
when Mr. Rustique brought home these…
I have an accomplice who is sometimes worse than me.
Like the time he brought home two beagle puppies he found walking down a busy road
or the time he found a bunny and brought it home
or the time he found a turtle and brought it home
at least this time it wasn’t cute or furry and I didn’t have to find a home for it.
He says; “I thought we could use these somewhere” 🙂
I love that man.
We decided to make some raised garden boxes out of this find.
a box full of compost.
Earlier this month we got to this stage…
but I’ve decided to keep this short and sweet.
I mean after all it is all about Bob!
But remember my post a few weeks ago about “CATERPILLARCIDE” and how I just couldn’t do it?
and he was so fuzzy…yada, yada, yada!
That was before I planted
and preened my little seedlings.
Only to come out one morning and find this…
I realize some of you my not have the stomach for the details of
Let’s just say…
I have overcome my fondness for the little buggers
and they live no more!
I really am a gardener now 🙂
complete with maternal instincts!
Now that is organic gardening.
Of course their might be a flaw in my method…
Stay tuned for the next episode of…
Veggie Tales; “The Build”