I got back from New England this weekend to discover that my garden had run amok. It looks rather blowsy and out of balance. I am feeling a sad lack of interest in it all.
I'm sorry to hear that you are feeling this way about not only your garden -- but also your blossoming story!
P.S. Did you know that overgrown zucchini become marrow? I had no idea.
When I am done struggling. I don't recommend holding one's breath in waiting.
Bee,
I think it is the season, deep July is always a bit bad for me in the garden, it is too hot, and everything sprawls out so far it loses its shape, seeming more jungle run amok then flower beds. (sorry to hear you feel the same way, sorry for you that you do, but pleased in part for myself as it makes me feel better for feeling that way myself).
I am sorry about the story thing too, but that I am forcing myself to stick too, no matter how overgrown in spots, and barren in others.
No, I didn't now that. Course I don't know what marrow is, so now you have given me a procrastination mission, I must go google. :)
When you googled "marrow," did you get any good ideas of what to do with them? Because I have three big ones on my countertop.
I'm sure there is a metaphor for writing in there somewhere. Watch the veg/story for that moment when it is just ripe: sometimes small and tender is better than large, fibrous and watery!
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Wow, those are both great photos. Thanks for sharing :)
Beautiful photos, lovely composition. Now, when do we see the post struggle pictures? :-)
Oh Taffiny, maybe it's just the season.
I got back from New England this weekend to discover that my garden had run amok. It looks rather blowsy and out of balance. I am feeling a sad lack of interest in it all.
I'm sorry to hear that you are feeling this way about not only your garden -- but also your blossoming story!
P.S. Did you know that overgrown zucchini become marrow? I had no idea.
Paul,
Thanks :)
Vanilla,
When I am done struggling. I don't recommend holding one's breath in waiting.
Bee,
I think it is the season, deep July is always a bit bad for me in the garden, it is too hot, and everything sprawls out so far it loses its shape, seeming more jungle run amok then flower beds. (sorry to hear you feel the same way, sorry for you that you do, but pleased in part for myself as it makes me feel better for feeling that way myself).
I am sorry about the story thing too, but that I am forcing myself to stick too, no matter how overgrown in spots, and barren in others.
No, I didn't now that. Course I don't know what marrow is, so now you have given me a procrastination mission, I must go google. :)
When you googled "marrow," did you get any good ideas of what to do with them? Because I have three big ones on my countertop.
I'm sure there is a metaphor for writing in there somewhere. Watch the veg/story for that moment when it is just ripe: sometimes small and tender is better than large, fibrous and watery!
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