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.
When I moved from my city apartment to a house in a much smaller town some of the appeal was that I would be able to put out more than a few pots of flowers and containers of tomatoes. And I did, here and there.
This year I got a little more ambitious by working on the composition of the beds and planning a little better. Next year I will continue on with it. I have to say, gardening is like growing your business: lots of shoveling, watering, weeding, planning and hoping for sunshine.
I think it’s been one of those life lessons that snuck up on me while I wasn’t looking. Lots of small, consistent, moves to keep the foundation strong and growing. A little bit of luck. And continually trying new ideas as I go. Most of those fail but they fail early and fast before it stings too much.
In the garden that would be the patch of strawberries I started with early in the spring. I planted over that with hardier starters and voila, eating strawberries now!
I’m a budding green thumb. I’ve had potted plants and container gardens for my whole adulthood and flowers and a few veggies in containers and beds since I moved to a house.
This year I got a little more serious and planted LOTS of vegetables and pruned back the weeds and perennials in the other beds. And dug. And dug. And dug. Mostly the end result has been rocks but the summer is young (first day in fact!). I hope for the makings of sauces and salsas, mostly.
Next year I’ll try a few more veggies.