If you’re sick of hearing about my garden, you might want to take this opportunity to go to the bathroom, get a snack, masturbate, whatever.
After giving up on the garden that is apparently radioactive, or just plain spiteful, my tomatoes, jalapeno, & basil are flourishing in their non-Chernobyl containers. I scattered the toxic garden with wild flowers and crossed my fingers.
And suddenly, shit is beginning to happen. This is Chernobyl, revisited.
sometimes when we least expect…nice!
It’s called bio-remediation. The strawberries are damn tasty though!
I’ve always wanted to do that.
Mind if I come frolick?
I am seriously going to take up gardening. The house we moved into last year has a greenhouse and my wife’s Dad is up for a visit and fixed it up and we now have lettuce, tomatoes, herbs (not herb so don’t call the cops). Grandpa and the kids also fixed up the outside gardens and the raspberry canes are going nuts as it the rhubarb. It’s a jungle out there. Are we supposed to go to the bathroom, get a snack, and masturbate in that order?
Brian- pick which ever order that tickles your fancy… or your…. no, forget it.
Calamity Jill & everyone else- come frolic in my garden! I’ll make sweet tea (with loads of vodka)
gorgeous!
Beautiful! Looks like the radiation makes pretty flowers 
Radiation DOES make pretty flowers! Plus, you have a green thumb & that helps.
Beautiful garden, thanks for sharing!!
