Dude, where's my garden?

We didn't have a lick of sky-moisture yesterday (don't want to say the "R" word in fear of jinxing myself), none so far today and doesn't look like any is in the forecast for the next five days either!

My Fall garden has taken a beating though.  Tomatoes are few and far between, most of them either split or rotten.  The row of green beans I planted almost a month ago rotted in the mud without a single sprout.  The top row of zucchini started blooming out and even started teeny-tiny zuke babies, but then all turned brown and just rotted away.  At least one rotten watermelon.  The second row of zukes and yellow squash are fairing a bit better, but not much.  My acorn squash are doing so-so and my butternut are doing better, but I've already found two rotted baby butternuts.  Sensing a common theme here?

That squishy, gray mass was going to be a watermelon.

So what's a farmgal to do with a failed Fall garden?  Plant another one, of course!

I'm not sure if I'll plant right away or if I should wait another day or two in order for the soil (ha, soil, more like rocks) to dry out a bit.  I'll put more green beans where the never-sprouted ones were, rip out the waterlogged squash & re-plant those hills and maybe even get around to putting in some beets and garlic in the front raised beds.  That is, after I put up some sort of fence or screen as Charlie and the chickens use it as their bed or dusting area.

I also started weeding out my berry garden.  Talk about The Lost World:

There are sweet banana peppers in that greenery, really.

I'm lazy.  I hate weeding almost as much as I hate watering.  My excuse is that it was so freaking hot & dry that the weeds wouldn't budge from the ground and then we went right from drought to almost three weeks of damned near every day rainfall.  Which you would think would make it easier to pull weeds.  Which it was.  For the first week.  But then the ground was so waterlogged that trying to pull up the vegetation was almost impossible as the mud & muck and weed roots were just not going to let loose without taking half the garden with it.  Not to mention that the mosquitoes were in-freaking-sane.  Imagine a sweating, swearing, overweight pissy-woman with mud covered gloves swatting blood sucking insects and getting muck slung everywhere.  Eyes, nose, mouth, hair.  I probably looked like something that crawled out of a drainage ditch.

I'm starting to reclaim my berry garden, slowly but surely.  And the newly-weeded areas are going to be covered with several layers of paper feed sacks or cardboard.  Maybe I'll plant something in there, maybe not.  I was hoping some cabbage, but I think I'll have to take care of the long-eared varmint I just saw last night inside the garden fence before I attempt to put anything in there.  Oh, and did you know that rabbit eyes shine red in the dark?  Makes it much easier to determine if it's something I want to shoot at.  Cat & dog eyes shine yellow/green/blue.  Oh, and whip-or-will's eyes shine red also.  Just a little nocturnal trivia for ya.