LOL. That is pretty bad, when pulling weeds sound good.
When I was working for pay full time at the bank, we used to go camping in Branson. I used to cook up a storm, since all my culinary skills were on hold during the year - no time to do much.
I was always so tired, that I needed to go back to work to recuperate. LOL
I swear I will never, ever, never ever, take another vacation the first two weeks of June.
My garden is an absolute disaster.
The tomato plants that haven’t drowned are 4’ tall and the weeds are taller.
The garlic was 2’ tall when I left. Now I can’t even see it.
The broccoli that I didn’t harvest before we left has flowered and is rotting.
The cauliflowers, brussels sprouts and cabbages look OK.
The kale, dill and horseradish is flourishing.
Sweet corn is 2’ tall and looks good; what I can see of it amongst the weeds.
Green beans and cucumbers are sick.
Peppers are sick.
The basil is drowning.
There’s some yellow squash ready to harvest. The butternut squash is buried in weeds. Zukes are only a foot tall and look awful.
It rained so much while I was gone most of the potatoes are laying on top of the ground.
The snap peas are 6’ tall and loaded. Need to be picked asap.
Every inch that wasn’t covered in feed sacks is knee-high in weeds.
I’m going out there after work tomorrow with the weed whacker to do some killing.
I’ll salvage what I can and start over on the rest.
Ugh...