the garden flounders. my attention withers.
the unlikelihood that i will make this house my home hinders my motivation. its a matter of time and its completely undecided. it could be next month—it could be september.
the melons appear to be dead, as well as any squash seeds i've planted. i am not sure if it was too much sun, too little water, or the chickens. my money is on the chickens—either stomping them or snacking on them.
the beans are suffering a nearly similar fate.
though it appears that the scarlet runner beans are coming up.
the beans were the project i was most excited about and now through my lack of attention they aren't doing so well.
i don't have a chicken coop or run built, so the girls have free reign. again, the instability of my situation saps me of my drive to contain the chickens.
if you can't tell, i don't like being on uncertain ground.
on a more positive note, the tomatoes, cukes, and other squash are all doing very well. maybe in the coming weeks my verve will return and i will be more active in the lives of my plants.
in the meantime i cook the chickens barley and shred carrots.