Remember my neighbor who gardens in the dark? Well, she is on vacation this week and she asked my mother and I to water her beloved plants.
Here's how she went about it:
Now, I might be exaggerating a little (as I tend to do) but she honestly admitted to my mother that she is a terrible neighbor and doesn't talk to my mom when she sees us- but she needs a favor.
The first time I spoke with her was the day we moved in. I said two words to her and she said, "You don't sound like you're from New Jersey!" To which I responded, "Well, I am."
She smiles a lot. Too much. She's hiding something. Perhaps... under her garden?
I might be breaking out the shovel soon. If you don't hear from me for a few weeks, check the garden.
But don't bother the tomato plants, they are coming in quite nicely!