One very large hailstone found the only cucumber in my entire garden and hit it with the force of a meteorite. That hailstone, part of Thursday night's storm, had to know that the cuke was an only child and malevolently, like a drone hit, destroyed the essence of the veggie.
The dill took a good whack, too. And this tomato joined the ranks of damaged goods when all the water (2.7 inches since Wednesday) swelled its little acid cells until the skin burst.
My, my, such drama in the garden.
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Wanda Hayes Eichler
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