I never thought I would like gardening as much as I do. I mean it’s full of dirt, bugs, too much sun, and a lot of labour. None of those are big pluses for me. Somewhere along the line though I realized it’s also simple, productive, occasionally a little magical, and peaceful. Life can always use more of that.
The bunny above is the neighbourhood rabbit and fairly tame. He’s as big as my cats, digs up whatever (garlic on this day, in one of my side plots), and is generally super cute. And well seasoned. Between the bunny and the slugs, I mostly container garden my annuals at the house. I also have pots of flowers at the shop because I have a ton of really boring concrete drive way and parking lot. And I have a few rows at a friends huge farm plot. I’m trying beets there this year along with the potatoes, onions, and carrots.
If I pay attention, my plants usually do well. Which is pretty much a whole life lesson.