The growing season's not over yet, but as I've done since the beginning of my Gardening Adventure, I am stopping once again to take stock. The idea of "success" as this one definite thing is actually pretty comical, success is measured differently based on the person, the practice, the potential, and--to add another "p" word--the perception of the outcome. I am measuring my success as a gardener this year based on my stick-to-it-ive-ness for one, a big part of my goal for this year was simply to stick with it and to develop a method that would bring about...well...not-dead plants. Another measure of my success is that, like the illustration above, I have fumbled several times but in spite of that I've continued to make progress toward my goal of...again...not-dead plants. My final measure of success is that I've been able to eat from my garden, the garden produced! Now, it would have been lovely to have a booming, thriving, overflowing garden with extra fruits to spare. I have often been the happy recipient of fresh fruit and veg from fellow gardeners who had so much produce that they didn't know what to do with it but to give it away by the boxful. Yes, I would have liked to be that gardener this year...but that wasn't my ultimate goal. I am happy and feel successful in that I was able to get even a little to eat out of my garden this year. The plants didn't die and they did produce some tasty little morsels. Success.
When last we touched on the subject of my garden I was concerned that none of my fruit baring plants had produced yet (cukes and tomatoes) I am happy to report that I have one...count it...one tomato growing and yes also one cucumber. It's not much, but I am so pleased...at least the plants weren't total duds.
The best surprise of growth this season? The FOUR HUGE watermelon vines growing in various spots around my house...out of my flower beds! Baby Violet's first birthday party was over Memorial Day weekend, at which we served watermelon. Thank you to guests and children who spat watermelon seeds amongst my flowers and have provided the most successful crop of the year!
Success, even surprise success, brings a smile. How do you measure success?
With a pale green thumb, I bid you adieu!