Garden Erotica

Badger calls it Garden Pr0n* but pr0n does nothing for me and erotica does a lot for me and so does gardening so umm it's Garden Erotica** over here. These are up-to-date photos of my garden. I took them last night as I finished up with the composting. One-third left to finish but not today. It is raining here so I get a little break. I have rested today. No house work. I am T - I - R - E - D. This is the view looking down the length of the main garden patch. The grayish compost is just dried out from the first of the week. The dark black is fresh and only been on the ground about an hour. These pea arbors are 6ft by 6ft to give you some idea of the size of this garden. The plants are spaced 18 - 24 inches apart. I did not plan this garden plot. I needed to mix things up and move things around from last year so plants are tucked in where they will fit. Five types of tomaotes, hot and sweet peppers, green and red cabbage, romaine and leaf lettuce, crooked and straight neck yellow squash, eggplant, 3 types of cucumbers, 2 types of zucchini and 2 types of peas. The potatoes are doing well. Some of the tops are four inches tall. Artichokes are planted here, too. The big patch to the rear has corn, peas, beans okra, etc. Nothing much has begun to sprout. We sowed the seed straight in the ground and did not start the plants like we did the other patch. Even though we have 80+ degree days I don't think it is yet warm enough for the seeds to germinate. This little red truck holds about 1 cubic yard of mulch. I have spread 6 of them this week and have 1 waiting out the rain. I thought my arms would be screaming sore after the first day. Not at all. Lucky me. Today is Colby's 20th birthday. 20 years old. I can hardly believe it. She has no conception of me at her age. I was married with a baby. She doesn't realize how good she has it. Her only obligation is school and her job. I tell her often to enjoy her days of youth and freedom. Because having kids sucks it all out of you and leaves an empty hull. Hahahahahahaha! *Go away weirdos. GO. AWAY. **No way in hell you would find Fabio or similar here either. Yucky Yuck, yuck, yuck! You might find George Strait or Tommy Lee Jones sweaty and shirtless with a garden wench under the blazing sun if this was the cover of a trashy novel.