Impetuous Gardener: Maybe I should just weigh the vines | Life

Final week I regarded out our kitchen window and noticed a lady utilizing her mobile phone to take photos in our aspect yard. Once I realized she was photographing my pumpkin backyard, I used to be so grateful that I really thought of dashing outdoors and hugging her.

I’ve been a gardener in Moscow for 12 years and have by no means seen anybody else taking photos of my pumpkins. It’s unlikely that individuals even observed the pumpkins, except they crouched at floor degree subsequent to the raised mattress, peered underneath some sickly squash leaves, and squinted till they noticed a few orange ping-pong balls, sulking on high of the filth.

In mid-October, I often write a mea culpa column, chronicling this impetuous gardener’s inevitable descent from hope to humiliation within the pumpkin patch. Final yr, although, the Backyard Goddess will need to have sensed that I used to be prepared to tear up my gardening hat — and he or she knew that, if I did that, she must discover one other supply of amusement earlier than Halloween. So most likely she felt a bit frantic when she twirled her backyard cultivator over my raised beds and conjured a harvest of 87 kilos of pumpkins. After that magical season, I thought of making a gift of my leftover jack-o’-lantern seeds and retiring in a bathe of pumpkin guts and glory.

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