It was kind of a douchy day in the old Victory Gardens.  I dropped in this morning to do a little early Spring cleaning, and discovered that someone had beat me to it!  There were a couple of unused douches on the path to my garden...


They must be from last night, because we had freezing rain for a week before that.  But the thing that's impressive about this — I mean, aside from someone being very johnny-on-the-spot with the anal hygiene — is that most of the gardens — particularly the cruisy parts down by the muddy river — are still under water.  Just goes to show you how resilient the human race is. I mean, nothing but nothing will stop us once Spring Fever hits.

Unfortunately these were not the only douchebags in evidence on the garden path.  All of the brass taps that we installed in row E last year and fixed in place with gorilla glue — I mean, all of them — had been stolen over the winter.  This is impressive, too, in a way.  First of all.  It was obviously not easy cracking them loose...


I checked around, and ours seems to be the only row that was raided.  Not one nozzle was left on Row E.  Not one.  Pain in the ass.

On the bright side, my lilac's budding...


... and the crocuses are peeping up!

Fabulous, innit?  Gives you the inspiration you need to deal with the douchebags, lemme tell ya.