We bought this house 2 years ago because I love to garden. I went to school for Greenhouse management and Landscape Design and it is my passion! When we bought the house I had visions of Victory Garden in head. :-)

The first year here we spent hours and hours hauling compost, digging, dealing with horrid soil and trying to get the garden beds ready. Poor Mike worked so hard digging and digging every weekend that summer!

Last year I was all excited and started buying a ton of $1 discounted plants from Lowe’s. I planted and planted. Well, half of it died but I wasn’t slowed down and knew that this year it would take off.

Well, I got put on bedrest in April before I could do much in the garden this year. I did get some seeds in the ground and did have hope for something and the rest I would try and do in the fall. Well, after sneaking off bedrest a few times to check out my garden NOTHING came up from last and it was ALL dead. When I mean all I mean ALL of it was dead.

I could not figure out what was going on. So the week before Jack was born Mike went out and dug 3 soil samples and I took them to the county extension office to see was happening. Honestly I thought it was our soil and a problem with the new compost we brought in but I didn’t want to admit it after all the work Mike had done.

Well, they said it was indeed our soil and it would be 5-8 years of working with it before we could get it to good gardening soil and we would have to re-dig and replace everything we had already done with new soil. I came home that afternoon and just cried and cried. (yes, I know I was very pregnant but still all my garden hopes were dashed!) I took it as a sign it was time to move back to Colorado! :-)

Anyway, after I got off bedrest I was at least going to try and get the gardens I did have back in some sort of shape. They were completely over run with weeds and I was so discouraged I just wanted to cry again.

I decided to go ahead and forge on and started weeding. After taking Oxycodone for after baby pain I felt great so I got a lot done in 2-3 days. I got one bed totally done. Well then I got put back on bedrest again for two weeks for high blood pressure. After I got off bedrest, I decided to start yet again, even though the one garden was again over run with weeds since I didn’t get it mulched.

Honestly by this point I’m so discouraged that I just want to quit. It’s been close to or above 100 with horrid humidity almost everyday for 3-4 weeks. I went ahead and did some work anyway every night. After 3 months on bedrest I needed to start getting some exersise again and after having a leech, excuse me baby, stuck on me nursing for 5-8 hours a day I really needed to get away even if it was for 10-20 minutes.

Well, after working and working I finally got the gardens weeded. I was feeling pretty good that they are at least weed free. I even was able to transplant several plants to get them in a better spot to grow.

I was still very discouraged that nothing came up in my vegetable garden except my tomatoes and onion and even those looked really sorry. We worked so hard making raised beds and hauling compost for nothing! All mom and Mike have heard me talk about for the last month is how I just can’t believe my gardens are worthless.

Well, last week after all that work we had the worst hailstorm they have ever had in 70 years according to my neighbor. It hailed for 45 minutes straight! It was unbelievable! My poor neighbor had a huge garden and it was all stripped to the ground!

This was dill and onions. The dill was over 3 ft. tall!

If I would have done all that work and had all the gardens I wanted then they would be nothing but sticks right now.

Tomatoes

So I guess even though I was just sick because my gardens wouldn’t grow God spared me all that work to just be destroyed by the hailstorm.

I am also VERY thankful we aren’t living 100 years ago like my great grandparents where our winter food supply would be gone. I just don’t know how they did it! It’s amazing anyone survived in Kansas between the heat and storms around here!

Tawra

Note from the great wise one. After 35 years of Kansas hail storms I don’t put in a garden unless I am starving. Too much heat, hail and bugs. I don’t know either how the people who settled Kansas did it. I’m just so thankful the farmers had harvested the wheat before this all hit.

Jill

PS I love to call myself the great wise one just to tease my children.