My husband murdered my zucchini plant. Actually my zucchini plants. He said he was tired of picking a gazillion zucchini a day and shredding them and freezing them in our freezer and our freezer was overflowing with shredded zucchini. He said we have enough zucchini to last the next Great Depression. I tried to remind him that he is going to be thankful for all that zucchini in the middle of winter when I make homemade zucchini bread. He still murdered my zucchini plants anyway. And he got my boys in on the action. I looked outside and my two boys as well as one of their friends all had gardening tools and were attacking the plants. It was a sad moment, and the boys were having a blast.
I worked hard to grow those zucchini plants. Well actually I didn’t, I put a couple of seeds in the ground and they took off like crazy and tried to overtake most of my garden. But still. It was just an innocent zucchini plant. No longer.
But I did learn that if I talk bad about my plants they get offended and try to prove me wrong. A couple of weeks ago (week 20) I was frustrated that of the 50 gladiolas I planted only one had bloomed. Well two more bloomed this week! (I won’t mentioned that we had a HUGE wind storm yesterday which promptly blew them down…). I’m still not at great odds, 3 out of 50, but it’s getting better.
We had a good crop of broccoli and beans and tomatoes yesterday! I love this time of year.
Hope everyone is having a good week! Enjoy your harvest and watch out for my husband and his zucchini murdering ways….