Well, let me tell you how our garden grows . . .
or rather, how it doesn't grow.
This is our second year with a garden at the community garden plot, and I'm telling you, there's something NOT in our water. Every other garden looks like it's on steroids--except for ours. Now granted, I didn't buy turkey dung or add compost to "amend our dirt" as the green thumbs recommend, but you'd think we could grow some darn tomatoes with a little genuine H-Two-Oh and TLC, no?
Well, I'm not really sure?
In fact, I'm so NOT SURE that yesterday after seeing 100 other people's HUGE veggies, I decided I'd had it! Enough of this organic gardening!
So I ran back to the house, grabbed the Miracle Grow, and then had the girls go to town on our garden. We're not going to be the only ones harvesting midget-sized corn and tomatoes come fall. Come on, people!
My favorite part about all of this is that I really don't think we are "allowed" to use any Miracle Grow in the Community Gardens (tree huggers). So seriously, when people do use it, they are hiding it in sweatshirts, sprinkling it on the dirt at night, etc. It's hilarious.
Of course, I loop my girls into doing this mission b/c I'm chicken and think no one will hollar at 3 cute little kids watering their garden.
Mission accomplished.
Leaving the house (Kaya on photog).
Partners in garden crime.(You can see I'm nervous--"Kaya, take the picture and let's get this Miracle Grow box out of the frame-hurry!"
Our protection on the mission (or at least Camry's--Ozzy'd save her first.)
