Adapting to the...
Permit me to talk about the muddy garden again. Yesterday I decided I just couldn't let the mud win, and aside from letting it all "go to thunder" as Gary would say, or changing the garden into a rice paddy, I knew I had to salvage what I could. So I headed out into the mud to attempt a rescue operation. This wasn't even the deepest part... I took the shovel with me and attacked the weeds between the rows. As I went I would pluck the weeds from between the vegetable plants. I used the shovel to "skin off" the top inch or two and then flip it over. The bigger weeds will regrow from the roots, but I think it will at least keep them from blooming and going to seed; not to mention prevent them from shading out the vegetables. I forgot to take a pic of the row when I was finished. We are hoping for a few days grace from rain so the ground can dry enough to till. Here is the expression of the gardener herself, that would be me, not complaining about the rain...