Well we finally weeded the tomatoes. A little clear polish and I could have a pretty sweet gothic french mani! Classy, I know.
Our little garden is starting to show the fruits of our labor… or vegetables I guess. Nick got a wild hair up his pajama-clad butt and decided he was going to go pull some veggies. He just had to know how they’ve progressed, even if it meant sacrificing the little guys.
Here is the carrot… sacrifice.
The garden doesn’t provide me with instant gratification, but there’s just something about planting a seed in the ground and tending to the plants, and eventually having veggies to cook with and eat. Well I guess I’m trying to say that it’s kinda awesome.