After recently having so many good days in nature, I’m now having some bad ones.
First, two of my three prized tomato plants decided to take a turn for the worse.
Then my cucumber vine decided to put all its efforts into a single cuke, leaving the other eight on the vine in a state of perpetual cuke infancy.
Then a nice coating of powdery mildew showed up on the youngest of my rose bushes – the dainty little one I’d been laboring over patiently for months, waiting for its first blooms. And now I’ve chopped those blooms off prematurely and sprayed the naked stem left behind with fungicide. AND IT MOCKS ME.
But really, I’m most pissed off at this: