In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: « But No Cigar. » Tell us about a time things came this close to working out… but didn’t. What happened next? Would you like the chance to try again, or are you happy with how things eventually worked out?
About three years ago, when we still lived in Strasbourg, France we bought all we needed to get our own vegetable garden on our balcony. We both come from the country side and were starting to feel stuck in this town. The town is pretty when you’re in the center, in the old pedestrian streets. We lived in the outter skirts it wasn’t representative of the town. I love plants, I missed green a lot, growing vegetables felt like the thing to do I’d even get some food as a result !
Over a hundred euros were spent because we wanted our balcony to look nice, because we weren’t just planting a tomato plant either. I had herbs, lettucs, peppers, tomatos. And so I’d feel all comfy Sylvain also invested in extra flowerpots and seeds.
I took pictures of the balcony before we started. For those of you who don’t know Strasbourg, it’s renown for being a bike city in France. So being a good « Strasbourgeois » (from Strasbourg) couple we had our bikes.
But from one day to the next everything died. No temperature drop. Weather was good. I actually didn’t wonder too long about the why or the how. Both of my cats had enjoyed themselves. One would sleep on the warm earth and would eat fresh leaves, the other would dig into the earth and nibble at the roots.
So long vegetable garden.