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I know when I posted pictures of my obstacle garden recently that many of you felt great pity for me, and I feel compelled to confess that that was not my real garden.
I was too humble to post pictures of my real garden and I didn’t want anyone to feel inadequate. But I must, now, show you my real garden.
I know. What can I say? It is so awesome.
My peas are coming along nicely.
As are my onions.
Weeds dare not touch my tomatoes.
And my corn is coming up.
Please, do not be afraid now of my amazing and fabulous garden. I can’t help it if I have incredible botanical skills, if I have a soul-mate type connection with the earth, if the very soil speaks to me and sings my name. It’s a gift, a blessing, a wondrous–
Who is that in my garden? GEORGIA!! What is SHE doing in MY garden?!
“If you ever want to have a garden like mine, Suzanne, you’re going to have to work. You’re going to have to–”
“pick up–”
“–that–”
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
