As you can see from the above pictures and my newest header photo, I am quite the gardener. I try to do it all and have gardened for the past thirty or so years.
This summer has been different. The weather was awful. I lost many fruit trees and the blackberry vines died back. I really don't know what happened to them. The garden struggled along and many of the crops failed (even the re-plantings.) That, and with my husband being too sick to help, I got little to nothing from the garden.
It is such hard work to then get nothing in return. I can no longer crawl around nor bend down for long periods; the most I can do is scoot along on my bottom. I think the time has come. If it isn't in a raised bed, it won't get planted. The weeding alone is nearly an insurmountable task. Everything does taste better from your own garden though and isn't covered in chemicals.
My new house has very little room for vegetable gardening. Maybe a few pots here and there. I've been calling it a cottage, but I looked up that definition and it really isn't. My style of decorating is cottage style, or in reality, eclectic I'd say.
It is funny about buying a new home. I had to have a large lot (no neighbors too close) with privacy, no carpeting, no garage doors taking up the front part of the house, and on and on. So, all that went out the window when I saw the new house. You can't get everything you want unless you build your own house and I am way past that stage of life. So, changeability seems to be the catchphrase for me. Think I will have to have a vegetable garden at my daughter's house. Seems I'll have to hold on for the ride in this new phase of life where plans change just as soon as they are made.