When I read Sunset Magazine, it’s the shaded emerald lawns and rock-path back yards and graceful koi ponds that grab my attention. The ones with the ivy-glazed gazebos and hobbit-sized reading benches, and nary a weed in sight.
Nothing in any magazine could have prepared me for the yellow squash that has taken over the dining room.
Nowhere on the seed packet did it say “When it grows up, this plant will produce leaves bigger than your average domestic cat.”
No. Nobody would buy yellow squash plant seeds if they said “This squash may inhale your dining room chairs.”
I now believe that seed packages need to have warning labels specifically designed for the new gardener: “Warning. This zucchini will hold your Pomeranian hostage until you distract it with buffalo bones and harness it with razor wire.”