I'm pretty bad about weeding my (very small) garden and suppose I could come up with several excuses for it.
This morning was overcast, with an irresistibly balmy breeze blowing in past the curtains. I knew what I wanted to do. I weeded both gardens, clipped the long grasses around them, and tossed fertilizer on the beds. Scrubbed the bird bath and refilled it. And because it was cloudy and windy, it was pure pleasure.
There's a little watermelon out there from a plant Debra gave me just when it was time to pull up the garlic plants. I don't know what variety it is or how big it's supposed to get. And I wish I knew how it would fare if I had to bring it in before it's time. Do melons continue to ripen after picking? If they're picked too soon?
It's six or seven inches in diameter, I'd say. It doesn't look like anything exotic, does it? And in my weeding, I found another, smaller one too. I'll keep them out there as long as I can, covering them up if it gets cold. But I really don't know what to expect. I'll just hope.