For years Jerkface has held all in the garden in perpetual frustration fueled terror. He viewed himself as king rodent over all, and the plants he devoured within our carefully tended plots were his tithe.No lettuce was safe, no carrots went unmunched. Our gardens were his salad bar, and we were but his servants.
Jerkface was a clever beast. No trap, no matter how cunningly laid, would claim him. Assassination was out of the question, as poison was forbidden within the garden. And so his reign continued unabated.
Until yesterday.
Yesterday Jerkface finally fell into a trap laid for his removal. The scent of the bait was too enticing to ignore, no matter how plump the other offerings. And so Jerkface was captured, and set free elsewhere. Far from the borders of Fwigf.
Today I harvested. And tried to deal with my out of control pumpkin vines. This did not work as I had hoped. They remain uncontrolled. I have achieved 'screw it' and my level of give a fuck is negative. So grow pumpkins. Grow.
I did manage to harvest some carrots today, and a whole lot of some weird spinach thing. It was a gift from another gardener, I don't know what it is exactly. But it's tasty.
Here, have an example of everything I've harvested so far.
The above is of course not everything I've harvested. It is however all the jalapenos, all the carrots, all the birds eye peppers, a jar of pickled snow peas, a jar of pickles, the mass of green in the upper left is the spinach stuff. And then a small head of lettuce. And cucumbers.
Tomorrow I pickle. And freeze the carrots. And deal with the chili that is made with my garden carrots and peppers.
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