I feel like I must confess here.
After all my noble efforts to start my own plants this winter – well – ahem – things haven’t worked out so well.
Let’s start with my pathetic cabbage, broccoli and cauliflower plants.
They were so bad that when I was shopping with my sister at the Amish stores – in a moment of weakness I bought all new big and beautiful plants and planted them in my garden.
That’s not all – the spindly little cabbage, broccoli and cauliflower starts that I’ve been nursing for months got yanked out of their pots and – are you ready for this – fed to the chickens.
Ouch.
But wait – there’s more!
Most of cantaloupe, watermelon, pumpkin, and squash plants looked fabulous for a while – but then started shriveling up and dying. Anything that had at least one green leaf got planted in the garden this week.
I think I will need to do a lot of replanting!
But on the bright side -we’ve have several meals of asparagus, a few tiny radish and our first garden fresh salad. The lettuce I planted was a mix of different varieties – some I am not familiar with.
Pedro took one bite of lettuce last night and announced, “I think I just ate a weed!”
I must confess that since my garden is not exactly weed-free that I”m more that a little worried he did!
Speaking of lettuce – during that same shopping trip with my sister Teresa – I also bought 2-4 packs of head lettuce to put in the garden – thinking they would give me a head start on salad.
Two nights later there was a bunny convention in my garden and all my beautiful heads were served as the entree. Let’s just say that was some expensive bunny food. 
But then there’s my tomato plants. We moved them into bigger pots a few weeks ago and planted them in the garden this week. They are doing great!
My friend Mendi asked me at Matt’s Graduation party just how many tomato plants I actually planted this year. Would you believe I didn’t even know?!
But since this post is a confessional of sorts – I sent Angel Girl out to count.
58.
Yes – I need to confess to going slightly overboard and planting fifty-eight tomato plants. I may be handing out bags of ripe tomatoes to random strangers come mid-August! 
There – now that all of my garden blunders are out in the open – I have nothing more to hide.
They say that confession is good for the soul – I hope it’s good for a laugh or two as well!
I’ve linked this post up with the Tuesday Garden Party over at An Oregon Cottage.
