Today was a magical day. The kind of day you savor long after it’s over, like licking greasy barbecue sauce off your fingers after nibbling a juicy rib down to the bone.
I was up at five, started a pot of coffee and scrambled up a batch of our very own free-range chicken eggs. I delighted in the sounds of Gungor on Spotify, and sat at the kitchen table with my husband, sipping coffee and enjoying adult conversation.
I had about another half hour to myself after he left for work, and both Anna and Erica were in fabulous moods when they woke up. Turns out the beginning of my post from yesterday wasn’t just a pipe dream after all.
We spent several hours in the morning working in our garden at my parent’s. The weather was perfect. The girls were perfect. Despite my challenges with botanic endeavors, the day was perfect.
I may not be able to grow a lush garden, but I can grow cute kids!
Anna picked out the overalls and boots so she would look like "a real farmer."
Our peas made an appearance! Hallelujah!
If I'm lucky, I'll have tomatoes like this someday. That's a big IF.
I apologize if this post title is misleading. This isn’t an article with great advice on how to grow award-winning tomatoes, or succulent strawberries. Rather, this is a plea for help.
You see, I do not have one iota of green in my thumbs. In fact, I’ve been known to inadvertently kill nearly every plant I come into contact with. (I have one houseplant I’ve kept alive for four years, but that is an extreme exception to the rule.) This year, I desperately want a garden, but I fear that my time and money will be wasted when all the plants either whither and die, or don’t come up in the first place.
I’m fortunate enough that my parents have let me borrow their already-tilled, fenced and fertilized garden to plant beans, strawberries, broccoli, spinach, carrots, and so on. Not only do I want my family to enjoy fresh fruits and veggies that I grew with my own hands, but we also need to supplement our monthly food budget with fresh produce.
I know the basics, like watering and weeding, but there seem to be so many other tricks of the trade that I’m unfamiliar with or incompetent to perform. But, I guess I’ll never know if I don’t try. I suppose it’s like so many other things, and I’ll just have to learn as I go, er, grow.