Xtreme Gardening

Comes a time in every woman's life when she must face the jungle.

For me, that time is the end of July.

I am all for spring and autumn. These are the gardener's gentle seasons, seasons of seedlings and sweet little blossoms on the one end, of exhiliarating foliage and honest hard work in the great outdoors on the other.

In between, comes summer.

And summer is not a friend.

'Specially not like the summer we have had. Sky-high temps and lots of rain. I'm talkin' bout trouble. And that starts with W and rhymes with "speeds" and I mean weeds.

Which brings me to why I am indoors blogging to you, invisible friends.

I am afraid. Very afraid.

categories: home garden