white peach tree

A friend had given me a small potted white peach tree before she left town in August. I watered the fledgling tree on occasion, but I knew that it really belonged in the ground. As the months passed, the tree lost many of its leaves and the ones tat remained were droopy. By the end of October, I felt so sorry for the tree and I began to worry that it would die under my care. I dug a hole in the ground and planted the tree. It was very satisfying. Given how much carbon I use, the least I could do was plant a tree. Keeping my fingers crossed, I hoped the tree would recover.

pedro the rabbit

Alas, my own backyard garden was simply too good to be true. Within days, the neighborhood menace (aka Pedro the Rabbit) had decided to indulge himself at the expense of my garden. He tore through one vegetable per day. He devoured the lettuce and kale first and eventually made his way through the flowers as well. My pathetic green wire fence was no match for his fat hungry self. I'm not sure who his owner is, or where he calls home, but he left me devastated. I tried to chase him away, but he wasn't afraid at all. He just sat there, licking himself, or hanging out in the shade. I couldn't help myself but put a cage around him occasionally as punishment. After a short while, I'd let him go. Darn rabbit!!!


Pedro was considerate enough to leave the onions and tomatoes. I eventually harvested and ate the onions. The tomato plants grew modestly (although much bigger than the fire escape tomato plants) and produced a handful of average tomatoes. My first backyard garden was certainly not as big a success as I had hoped.