So I took my boyfriend up to see the garden that my friend Mimi and I have been slaving away joyfully working on all summer. His response? “Wow, that one looks really good.” The problem is that “that one” was not our one, it was the one next to ours that has been putting our little garden to shame. When I started to pout, he informed me that ours was very nice too, but it wasn’t nearly as impressive as the ones (many of our neighbors have hanging gardens of babylon-esque plots, especially in comparison with ours) that surrounded us. I explained that we started a month later than everyone else, that we had jobs and lives outside of our garden, but it was no use. He had simply spoken what I’ve known all summer, that we were the sad little runts in a litter of huskies.
I wonder if garden envy is a common emotion for community gardeners. After all, there are direct comparisons surrounding everything you do. They have the same soil, the same size, everything. Do any of you experience this?
And now, a picture of my little garden. I was going to post its neighbors for comparison, but there has been enough of that already.
Man, I can’t even catch a break from my own garden…