You might remember my excitement about the garden I planted in September. I was ecstatic and even more so when the garden thrived. I couldn’t even believe I hadn’t killed anything, and I was so, so excited about it.
And then the unforeseen happened.
A biblical invasion of fire ants turned my garden bed into a prolific ant farm.
I was beside myself, and my desperate attempts to eradicate the ants resulted in killing my hard-earned crops. I did salvage a few green onions, but still, it wasn’t the same.
I’ll try again in the spring, but it was quite a lesson (at the risk of sounding cliche) in the challenge of cultivating our own food. I’ve always been a supporter of the local, organic food movement, and if I was this upset over a few carrot tops, I can’t imagine the devastation real farmers face when an entire season – and their livelihood – is lost in an instant.