The slugs were thick in the tomatoes
Curled into the leaves and scraping
holes
For the earwigs to fill
It was fireblight on the plum trunk
The plums defiantly sweet
In the face of death
Garden fruit and vegetables
all
Bearing proud battle scars
–
Nothing ate the zucchini.
Zucchini is a lesson that everyone refuses to learn
Survival is not necessarily a virtue.
For tales that don’t involve zucchini, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.
Cat Amesbury 