You know that poem about "if you give a Mom a muffin" and how she gets side tracked? Well, after I did my morning routine exercise, I headed out to see what needed harvested. The zucchini looks pretty bad, and I have ants chewing away on them now. Cucumbers look oh-so, not good either (sad about that), and only one yellow squash to bring in.
One daughter reminded me upon entering the kitchen, that I bought organic cream cheese to make a cracker dip we like. So, I returned to the herb garden, where I could not even see the green onion I needed.
I'm not sure if passing cars saw me throw my hands in the air and started talking to myself...."where do I start?"
Everything was a muddy mess from the rain, and it was hot and humid. Very humid.
I ended up pulling all the "tall" stuff out. Then I couldn't stand it, and went around and got more weeds pulled, but had to fight off an onslaught of sweat bees. Even my homemade bug spray did not help. I went inside about noon, and had mud all up and down my arms from swatting bees, and never even cut the green onions. It will take a few more days to tidy up the herb garden.