It’s that kind of summer, maybe that kind of life we all live in the 21st Century. In any event, I didn’t have time to finish my last blog, CURIOSITY KILLS CATS, about the twists, turns, and quirks that animate my days. Don’t have time now to finish, though I’ll add to it. Anyway it’s the type of blog that has no end.
As a grower of vegetables, I consider rabbits my enemy, especially since one of them ate most of my string bean crop two years ago. Yesterday morning I looked out the window and saw a rabbit. I was ready to run outside to chase him away. Then he glanced around to make sure no one was watching, and he snuck into my garden. He nibbled, stopped, nibbled again, not on my arugula, not on my cherry tomatoes, he nibbled on something unwanted that had sprung up on its own. He was weeding my garden for me!
Later on I walked past the community gardens at the high school to see if the tomato plants there looked as mangy as mine (I do, however, have lots of tomatoes on them). Then something else caught my eye, a familiar plant that reminded me that many of the community gardeners bought the same soil I did, a combination of compost and manure from Certified. When I first saw one of those plants in my garden, I thought it was a cucumber plant, and I staked it. Eventually I realized that it wasn’t cucumber, and I pulled out several that had grown uninvited, but left the one I’d staked, curious to see what kind of flowers its yellow buds would produce. And here was someone who kept them all, a whole bed of yellow flowering “weeds.” Maybe I’ll send my rabbit over.