Alright, I wanna see some hands. How many of you reading blogs the last week have run across some blogger who has posted a glorious image of something they’ve culled from their budding garden? And prepared something luscious with it? And eaten it? And told you all about how wonderful it was?
Thought so, and my hand went up as well.
By my own hands, I don’t have a garden this year. I mowed it flat with a 6.75 horsepower lawn mower. And I feel GREAT about it! No tending to weeds, fussy watering schedules, no meddling kids with soccer balls, and oh don’t get me started on the squirrels. Sunflower seeds this year? No, they ate them all.
I spend my time at the grill or lounging about doing absolutely nothing I don’t have to. Heck, I’ve even got time now to take up smoking cigarettes if I wanted to. Am now reminded of a quote from one of my favorite movies, Tremors. Picture Valentine & Earl out in their backyard (trash & junk everywhere), pulling cold beers out of the wayward toilet, about to rest on an old truck seat. And this is where Val says, “You see, we plan ahead, that way we don’t do anything right now.” Yeah, just like that. I’ve always loved that quote.
So, it’s a darned good thing I can run back to the far fence and grab a load of the neighbors plums! Oh man, even without the rain, they’re juicy, sweet and perfect in every way. I’d make something out of them, but got no fricken ideas. I just eat them, like they are, and they’re good.
Biggles