Last weekend, we planted a garden with several of the baby seedlings I so delicately raised in my make-shift greenhouse. Last week, we had record hail at the Farm, and sadly, we suffered some significant casualties. What is really disgusting about this whole Farm tragedy is that while my seedlings that I nurtured and loved for weeks are destroyed, Dad’s dollar tomato plants from Wal-Mart lived to see another day. Now, Joshua doesn’t seem too surprised. I think the exact quote was, “Did you expect them to be tough? You sing to them!” Here is the death toll:
Death by Pummeling: Peppers, Squash, Zucchini, and Garden Beans
Severely Maimed: Corn
Survived the Stoning: Dad’s mutant Wal-Mart tomatoes, Onions
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