Let's face it, I'll never make a career as a garden blogger. The snails eat half my crops, and we gobble up everything before I remember to pull out the camera.
Did I take any photos of the pluots that have been ripening on our baby tree? Heck no! We were too busy wiping fruit juices off our chins.
And the shandies that we made from the beer we brewed with our own hops and homegrown lemonade? Delicious, refreshing, and down the hatch.
We're enjoying ourselves far too much.
You can read the exploits on non-sucky garden bloggers over at Daphne's excellent blog.