Garden Fatigue. I have it. I get it every year. It's nothing that's a surprise. Husband and I even talked about it when we were planting this fall.
For nearly 3 years I completely ignored the garden, including the basil and mint. I didn't pick anything. I didn't water anything and no one else did either and it wasn't raining. Things started to die and I can't say that I was a little glad. Because as much as I love the garden, sometime in mid August when it's 100 degrees outside the last thing I want to do is water plants, pick vegetables and ward off bugs. The garden ceases being something I love and begins to be a chore.
A couple of weekends ago it rained and rained. I'm talking actual rain that lasted over 72 hours straight. And the temperature cooled off. And my garden was reborn. (and I don't mind so much)
|I thought the basil and mint were completely dead 3 weeks ago. Now new plants are sprouting from seeds the old plants gave off and new branches are growing on the old plants.|
|wow, look at all those baby basil plants.|