No worries there Martin. I've grown a few tomatoes and peppers, even a squash or two, but on the whole I'm near about useless as a farmer.

I don't so much grow a garden as run a torture center for plants. A place where plant enjoy vibrant early growth that highlight's the later grim end. Once I lay my hands on them they are condemned to stunted growth, extended suffering, and slow death. Those few plants that prosper and bear fruit serve as cruel mockery of the many less fortunate. It seems my grower's thumb is dark as a tomb, cold as death, and always pointing down in condemnation.

On the other hand I have had considerable success helping others grow things. I drove a well that made a dry field fertile. Build raised beds that made waterlogged ground quite productive, and cleared trees. I set up hoops of PVC conduit to carry protection from frost, hail, and birds. I have set up several hydroponic systems. One of which was quite elaborate. As long as I stayed away from the plants themselves the gardens thrived.