My poor little neglected blog. No love or attention for how many days now!? With visitors in town and non-stop touristing for two weeks, this Girl has not had a chance to form a decent sentence that didn’t include “time to leave” or “pay for admission.” Things are quieting down though, and my attentions will once again come back around to the gardening, reflecting and writing that adds compost to my happy roots. And not a minute too soon. I’m getting too old for 2am bar pick-ups.
While the blog may have been a bit neglected, the garden has been watered and trimmed daily, with no major infestations to report. Cucumbers, arugula and the herbs have been particularly nice. Also, jury is still out on whether this will work, but I was advised to add some baking soda water to the soil of my tomato plants to clear up the end-rot looking issue I was having. Will report more on experimental treatments once I’m assured it didn’t kill them all. In the meantime, the Boy and I picked a huge bowl of green tomatoes to ripen up on the counter so the gross-looking brown bottom wouldn’t strike again.
Perhaps the best news of all is that tomorrow I graduate! I have graduated a few times in the last few decades for various educational milestones, but graduating as a Master Gardener Intern feels like one of the best ones yet. This is not the end, but rather the beginning, as the Graduation is for the formal training portion of the program. I have one year to complete 50 hours of primary and secondary volunteer work to become a Certified Master Gardener, complete with name tag and shirt. I feel like part of the Cool Club now. Sixteen weeks of class went by really fast, and while I have learned a huge amount for sure, the course has really only shown me how humble I must always be when getting into a relationship with plants. They know more than me, and they are not afraid to sacrifice themselves to put me in my place.