Something strange is afoot.
Remember the kind, sweet, garden we planted a couple months back?
See? There’s my tiny, little chamomile and my one, solitary petunia growing bravely by the rose bushes.
And remember the polite little peas all growing in a row? And the radishes? Well, never mind about the radishes.
Moving on…
Remember the pumpkins and the watermelon and zucchini and tomatoes?
Well, I do. They were all right here when we left for New York. Yessiree…right here where we put them.
We were told there was an unusual amount of rain while we were gone…
but we were NOT told that some strange creature crept into the garden and planted the entire Yucatan Rain Forest in our back yard. Yeah, that was a surprise.
No lie. We came home…
to this…
and this…
and THIS. What the HECK! How did this happen?!
I’m told that there are likely zucchini the size of sea otters buried in this forest–and I’m gonna find ’em. It may take muscles of steel and possibly sturdier knees than I currently possess, but we have to try.
So, we’re soaking down the jungle and I’m off to buy more gloves… and possibly a machete. For all I know, there could be man-eating pythons out there mingled with the pumpkin. I’ll bring pepper spray.
Do wish me luck…
…I’m going in.
