I LOVE our great big tree; it provides the perfect spot for my little red bench.
I HATE that it casts a shadow on the garden all morning.
I LOVE our seeing our beautiful deer. They're welcome to enjoy our yard, our woods, and our pond.
I HATE that they don't understand that they are not welcome in the garden. (Too bad for this poor little sunflower that decided to grow outside the cage.)
I LOVE Robert the one-eyed guard owl who I found on a "serendipity walk" through the woods near the lake where my family has an annual family reunion.
I HATE that he doesn't scare the squirrels or the birds or Pounce the cat who loves to roll in the soil, squash little sprouts, and chew on bigger plants.
I LOVE my marigolds that line the perimeter just like I remember from my Grandma Tallent's house. Their (stinky) smell is supposed to keep out the bugs and bad creepy little things.
I HATE (That's not true... I LOVE) my aluminum hanging pie tins that my husband says add a redneck flare to the garden... maybe that's why I like 'em!
I LOVE that my cucumbers are climbing.
I HATE finding a big, fat snozzcumber that hides under a leaf until it goes way past ripe. (I hope this use of vertical space cures that problem. I should be able to see them all since there's no place to hide.)
I WISH the cantaloupe would take a vertical lesson from the cucumbers...
I LOVE that jalapenos are so prolific and make me feel so successful and that my cage-fence idea kept the okra safe from the deer this year.
I HATE how cutting jalapenos leaves my fingertips burning unless I wear a glove. And, I hate the snotty slime that comes with cutting up okra.
I LOVE that I have several different kinds of tomatoes and they all look a little different.
I HATE... nothing... I love everything about my tomatoes.
I LOVE my little herb garden.
I HATE that I don't really know how to cook with fresh herbs...
I LOVE that I have a garden.
I LOVE that I'm a farm girl at heart.