This past month has been a challenge in many ways and I think my recent gardening experiences are particularly illustrative. As you may recall, I began the season by planting four raised beds consisting of: broccoli, edamame, cabbage, sweet potatoes, pumpkins, cucumbers, spaghetti squash, eggplant, jalapenos, bell peppers and three types of tomatoes. I know, I got carried away. To date, the edamame has finished its growing cycle, the cabbage and broccoli were eaten by critters and are now gone, the cucumbers jalapenos and bell peppers are producing well, as are the tomatoes and I have a few gorgeous eggplants almost ready to harvest. Unfortunately, the pumpkins and squash were attacked by an infestation of stink bugs and I’ve been fighting that battle the last few weeks. I have managed to salvage five pumpkins and three spaghetti squash, and for that I am grateful.
I first noticed the nasty pests a couple of weeks ago during my daily maintenance. I’d spotted a couple here and there, but that particular day, there was a total infestation. I was, of course, completely grossed out and heartbroken. Until that point, the garden was my best one yet, and everything looked gorgeous! I researched some websites for help and information. That same evening, my husband and I were out to dinner at a neighborhood restaurant and who wanders in, but my next-door neighbors who have lovely gardens! I lamented my plight and they recommended a pesticide they’ve used that they swore would work. When I returned home, lo and behold these lovely friends had left a can of the stuff on my back fence. The next morning, we went to work applying the poison. I crossed my fingers and left the yard.
Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve sprayed, weeded, removed dead leaves and had to make some tough decisions about what to save and what is beyond saving. I’ve also had to come to terms with the fact that the promise of my beloved vegetable garden will not fully be realized. I’ve learned to take pride and joy in the small successes, like the five healthy pumpkins and three small but beautiful spaghetti squash, and I’ve focused a lot of energy on the crops that were not harmed, like the tomatoes, eggplants and peppers.
So, like in life, not everything turns out as planned, but everything has its own season. I can stew (no pun intended) on the failures or give attention and love to the things I can control. I can grieve over what might have been, or revel in the successes that came my way. In the end, I can take satisfaction that I gave it my best effort, learned some new things and know that this will all come around again next year when I will have the chance to start fresh. All in all, this year’s garden is still my most successful one to date and that is something to celebrate.
About Barbara Dab
Barbara Dab is a small business owner, journalist, broadcast radio personality, producer and award-winning public relations consultant. She is the proud owner of Nashville Pilates Company, a boutique Pilates studio in Nashville’s Wedgewood/Houston neighborhood. Check it out at www.nashvillepilatescompany.com. She is also the creator of The Peretz Project: Stories from the Shoah: Next Generation. The Peretz Project, named for her late father-in-law who was a Holocaust survivor, is collecting testimony from children of survivors. Visit http://www.theperetzproject.com. If you are, or someone you know is, the child of survivors of the Shoah, The Holocaust, and you would like to tell your story please leave a comment and Barbara will contact you.
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