This is the extent of it. I sowed Tuscan "dinosaur" kale in pots about a year ago. Walt transplanted the seedlings outdoors in late May, I believe. The weather turned so rainy and chilly over the summer that slugs and snails thrived, but the plants in the garden didn't. Weeds took over. We finally pulled up and composted or burned everything except the kale and chard I had out there. And we weren't the only ones. Friends down the road did the same.
I thought the kale and chard plants would come back over the winter — as they had done in past years — but they didn't. Gastropods continued their attacks, sporadically. Every time the plants put out big new leaves, I got optimistic. And then those leaves were eaten too. The weather just didn't cooperate. I suppose I should go pick as many of the little kale leaves as possible. I think I'll do that this morning if it doesn't start raining again.
So many struggles with the garden this past year.
ReplyDeleteDiscouraging! But there is always hope for better results this year.
ReplyDeleteI picked and cooked the few kale leaves that I could yesterday. They'll be enough for lunch today, with some white lingot beans I slow-cooked a couple of days ago. Hope springs eternel. In French they say Où il y a de la vie, il y a de l'espoir, I believe.
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