A Year of Running + Gardening |
2010: In the grips of a Quarterlife crisis, I'm striving to both commit and find meaning through training for a marathon and becoming a first time gardener. 2011: Second marathon. Second (dead) garden. Higher stakes. 2012: Half-marathoning? Gardening is unlikely Have I bitten off more than I can chew? Probably. Only time will tell. |
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A couple of weeks ago I went into the garden and tidied things up a little bit. I also paid my last respects to several of the plants.
My victim here was one of my broccoli plants. You might not know this by looking at him, but he was a strong guy. He started out rather small, see baby picture here. He ended up giving the parsley a run for its money, err water resources? But now we’re beyond the end of summer, we’re to the end of fall, and so ends the growing season. For this dearest plant, let his imagined epitaph read, “Broccoli, we hardly knew ye.”
