Wind- you heard me- wind. Don't look at me like that! I was unaware when I moved here, but I have apparently moved into some kind of wind tunnel vortex of doom or something. I am considering installing a windmill and selling the energy I generate to the power company thus earning my first million. I have decided the *bed-head* look is probably a good choice for me as it is the only choice the minute you step outside.
The day I planted, I felt like I was in the middle of the movie "Twister". (I am betraying myself and revealing my true age here, aren't I?) I kept looking at the clouds and thinking "Just one more row. I can get the garden in before I have to go hide in the bath tub with a mattress over my head!" Seeds were blowing, dogs were circling anxiously... It was ugly. So now, I can't see two clearly defined rows of onions and two clearly defined rows of carrots. I can't see much of anything. My dad claims carrots like sand, so that may be my issue there... Who knows.
And now, even as the planting is over and the tiny seeds are tucked safely in my catch all drawer, the wind continues to plague me! I had a sunflower that I transplanted to the front flower bed break in half during a blustery Winds-day. And there are times as cows are being blown over head and I wait for Dorothy Gale to land in my yard that I swear I am going to loose my tomato plants or my peppers, etc. So... what to do? What to indeed-illy do? Tomato cages? Move to Ohio on 5 acres of prime farming land?
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