Am I cursed? God's way of telling me to quit gardening?
I'm starting to get wildly discouraged. I have only gardened for two years before this one, but that was when we lived in the south (nashville) and despite clay soils and a blight that tried killing all my tomatoes, I still got a decent harvest of tomatoes, and a great harvest of okra, beets, carrots, sweet potatoes from our small raised garden bed.
This year I'm in northern indiana (Z5) and its like the plagues of moses are coming down on me. My northern magnolia has some black fungus on all its leaves, my boxwoods have leaf miners, my tomatoes have two different kinds of disease, the rabbits ate all my peppers to twigs, half my new strawberry plants died from some mysterious wasting disease, and now my beans all look like swiss cheese thanks to what I believe are bean leaf beetles which have also likely transmitted some kind of bacterial problem to the beans that is making the leaves all mottled.
WTF world? is it not enough for me to fight one or two pests? Must I confront the entire garden pest encyclopedia at once?
So I need a little tough love and/or support. Is it just bad luck or the crazy weather this year? or am I somehow a terrible gardener? I water all my plants with seeper hoses so leaves dont get wet, and I have straw down as mulch. I use organic fertilizers and have raised beds full of fancy expensive soil mixed with compost. I'm trying to do everything right and yet I seem to be losing the fight. Am I missing something?