The Corn’s as Low as an Ant’s Elbow
Blame it on Easter.
This year, I didn’t think about having the ground tilled for my garden until after the Bunny dropped off the children’s baskets. That put my seeds and transplants in the ground at the same time the rain dried up and the temperatures began to soar.
With the sun beating down, many of my transplants became as beetles torched by a malicious child wielding a magnifying glass. Those fledging baby vegetables vaporized into unrecognizable clumps of dust. Entire seeded sections of beans, sunflowers and peas thought it best to live their entire lives underground – undisturbed. (more…)
