To the victor belongs the carrots

“Victory Garden” once referred to the vegetable and fruit gardens American civilians planted in backyards, parks and other public places to relieve pressure on those producing food for our troops during World War I and World War II.  Today, my husband and I planted a Victory Garden, but in this case, we’re using the word “victory” loosely, mainly because we have never started anything in our garden from seeds, except nasturtiums.  We prefer to buy plants well into middle age, when they’ve proven their ability to stand up to wild creatures and the elements.

The victory will be ours if any of the lettuce, spinach, radish and carrot seeds sprout and become seedlings.  If this should happen, a further victory will mean that the occasional wild bunny living in the neighborhood will not drop by and eat the seedlings, and that the neighborhood cats won’t use that part of the garden for a litter box. It will mean that the heavy spring rains, for which we are famous, will not wash the plants away, and that snow and freezing temperatures are events of the past (as in the past week).

I’ve written the expected germination dates for each of our plantings and will be checking nightly for signs of progress.  Expect to see the photo album showing the first seedling sticking it’s nose out of the soil, the row of tiny fearful plants as they await my decision as to which will fall to my heavy-fingered thinning, the plants that shriveled and died because we forgot to water them once summer arrived, and finally, should the Fates allow, a victorious salad.

About stillalife

I retired June 30, 2010 after working for 40 years in the field of education and most recently doing school public relations/community outreach in a mid-size urban school district. I wrote for superintendents and school board members. Now I'm writing for me and I hope for you. In this blog, I offer my own views coupled with the latest research on how to preserve our physical and mental health as we age, delve into issues most of us over 50 can relate to like noticing wrinkles and forgetting where we left our keys, discuss the pros and cons of different ways to engage our minds and bodies after we leave the workplace, and throw in an occasional book review, all peppered with a touch of humor, irony, and just plain silliness. Also, I'm on the third draft of my second novel since retirement.
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