An overwhelming bounty of rocks and weeds.
Sure, I've got some great looking rows of peas, lettuce, carrots, beets, radishes, and hills of beans, squash and zucchini, all with really nice looking plants growing. But in between those rows and frankly, amongst the actual seedlings, are a billion tiny weeds and rocks of all sizes.
I can deal with the weeds. If you are any kind of gardener at all you know weeds are expected and part of the job. It's really the rocks that I can't stand.
The garden looks so nice when we have it freshly tilled. Then the dirt settles and the rain starts in and before I know it, I've got an entire garden filled with rocks. And broken glass, but it's really old glass, so it's halfway between cool and dangerous.
As I was weeding and rocking today, I thought I'd pay the kids for every bucket of rocks they pull out of the garden (because we do have buckets of rocks to pick), but they are teenagers. A dollar a pail would not be considered decent wages.
So instead, look for my reopening of a business my sister and I started way back when. The sign will read:
Rocks, Leaves, & Other Pretty Things
Super Sale!!!
Rocks: 10 cents a pail
Sorry, out of Leaves & Other Pretty Things
Awesome! That is one of the stories I tell Jack at night. Let me know how much money you make! And no, I did not spill on my shirt on purpose, but I was so happy to see it was really dirty!
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