Screw this blight. Seriously. I am ANGRY at The Blight. I wish to seek REVENGE on The Blight. Except how does one go about exacting revenge upon a fungus?
It's all very irritating.
The Blight has spread to the potatoes. So I spent a couple of hours yesterday cutting off all the potato foliage (known, incidentally, as haulms--your vocab. lesson for the day). The nasty, wet, rotting potato foliage. And then I shoved it all into garbage cans to be hauled down to the beach for burning. It's dirty, sweaty work, made worse by the smell of rot and decay and the fact that I may still have been too late to keep the fungus from spreading to the potatoes underground and destroying the whole crop.
Pointless labor is so very unsatisfying.
The anger at The Blight only comes when I reflect upon the hours and hours I spent planting and hilling potatoes (and remember--I HAAAATE hilling). To say nothing of planting, coddling, transplanting, constructing intricate supports for, and tying up all those tomato plants. The Blight WOULD affect two of the most labor-intensive crops in the garden. Also the two biggest.
The Blight hit me where it hurts--potatoes and tomatoes. My two most favorite garden crops. It's been a difficult year for gardening, no doubt. A year with too much rain is worse than a year with not enough. As depressed as I am about all of this, however, I feel even more sorry for all those people who decided to start gardening this year. And there were a lot of them. I hope they don't get discouraged and give up. Because one of the nicest things about gardening is the opportunity to try again the next year.
Hope for next year--it's what keeps all gardeners going.
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