Garden Calls

I know that there are certain things in the garden I should not do. Squatting. Bending. Kneeling. But sitting on my butt for long periods of time isn’t good for my knee either.

Just being out in the garden is great therapy. Watching it grow and develop. s

It had been a couple of weeks since I last fertilized, and I could at least do a couple of beds, trimming away dead leaves and flowers. I’m so grateful to Sylvia for putting in so many raised beds. Weeding them is so much easier than the plants I have in the ground, like the peas.

While visiting with my garden, I discovered my arch nemesis, the Western Spotted Cucumber Beetle. I hate these things more than almost anything. I didn’t manage to squish the outside, but after a bit of prodding with a piece of grass, I did get the inner beetle to come out far enough for me to grab the little bugger. Yes, I felt a sense of satisfaction in squishing it.