What started out in late 2008 as an intended "Victory Garden" in my suburban Seattle backyard turned into a "Garden of Defeat." Why? How could that be? Not weather. Not soil. Not seeds. Not squirrels, cats or moles. Not even bugs or mold. Why then?
Well, um... because I didn't really start it. Not in earnest. Sure, I painstakingly planned my garden, the seed locations, quantities, sunlight and heat requirements. I bought fine organic seeds, lumber and brackets to build out a perfect Square Foot Garden and even some nice soil amendments. I bought containers for the front deck and filled them up, put some seeds in it. Watered it. Bought a few starts just to get a jump. Left the lumber and brackets on the back porch. Went to Lowe's and bought bright fluffy flowers for the existing planters and got my instant gratification. Then, I lost all my pluck. Poof. Gone, in one instant gratification day.
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