Time to start our weekly Society of Feline Gardeners meeting!
This past weekend was super soggy at our place. It bucketed down rain so not much happened outside. This is my view out my back door.
And this is Ellie consoling Ginger who refuses to get her paws wet.
Eventually the raindrops stopped falling from the sky and I went outside to see my soggy garden.
I ended up staying pretty close to the house.
There is a grape arbor close by that has some table grapes growing. Our few wine grapes were beyond hope. There was nothing I could do to purr them back to health and happiness. I think that's what breaks my heart the most as a garden cat. You can do everything right, you can paw at the soil just so...and all it takes is a rainy soggy year and a poor showing by Mr. Sun and everything is a mess.
Just look at my tomatoes! Dad managed to salvage enough to make some salsa, but my dreams of having enough for spaghetti sauce were crushed.
You just have to be willing to accept what mother nature dishes out. Maybe I should start letting go of what could have been this year and start focusing on my plans for next year's garden. I can feel a little chill in the air, so the thought of days by the fireplace sleeping on a good gardening book are starting to sound pretty good to me.
Please leave a link and let me know what's happening in your garden. Hopefully you are having more success than me, your President.