Growing up, we always had a garden. Part was out of necessity... feeding four growing, ravenous kids is not for the weak. Part of it was done for fun. My mother has never said so, but I am sure that she snuck away to the garden to escape all those damn kids every once and a while.
For me, I love the self-sufficiency of a garden. It is almost like a battle cry that goes something like this - "World, you can do whatever you want to me, but you better watch out because I have my garden. I can still eat! Take that, why don't ya!" (yes, I know. I have some rage issues... but the garden is helping me work those out too.)
I appreciate all that goes into a garden - digging, planting, harvesting, composting. It is a lot of work, but something that I look forward to instead of dreading. Maybe it is because I know that I will get back what I invest. That all my hard work will pay off in the form of a delicious heirloom tomato or that I will be dining on the finest salsa around all summer long.
Gardens are also so amazing in that they are so resilient. They start as a blank canvas. Then they transform into this vessel that nurtures baby seedlings. Then those seedlings grow up to produce their own little babies. And all through out, the garden is getting beat down by the hot Texas sun or thirsty for just a drink or 2 of water. Then stinkin' squirrels come and steal its bounty without asking and have the audacity to take only 1 bite out of tomato before throwing it to the ground in disgust. Little jerks! And to top it all off, everything dies in the end. It has served its purpose. Seems a little defeating, huh?
But I choose to not see it that way. At the end of the season, beneath that blank canvas is this universe of little worms and itty-bitty seedlings that are taking a breather. The garden gets a fresh start every year where it gets to try again, avoiding mistakes from the last year.
So on that note,
I found the best heirloom tomatoes and peppers at Shoal Creek Nursery. When I walked into that place, I felt like how I do when I walk into our public library... that it was a place of kindred spirits. I am so excited. The plants look so good and they are less expensive than any generic thing that you find at Lowes or Home Depot.
This is gonna be a good summer. I can feel it in my toes.
For me, I love the self-sufficiency of a garden. It is almost like a battle cry that goes something like this - "World, you can do whatever you want to me, but you better watch out because I have my garden. I can still eat! Take that, why don't ya!" (yes, I know. I have some rage issues... but the garden is helping me work those out too.)
I appreciate all that goes into a garden - digging, planting, harvesting, composting. It is a lot of work, but something that I look forward to instead of dreading. Maybe it is because I know that I will get back what I invest. That all my hard work will pay off in the form of a delicious heirloom tomato or that I will be dining on the finest salsa around all summer long.
Gardens are also so amazing in that they are so resilient. They start as a blank canvas. Then they transform into this vessel that nurtures baby seedlings. Then those seedlings grow up to produce their own little babies. And all through out, the garden is getting beat down by the hot Texas sun or thirsty for just a drink or 2 of water. Then stinkin' squirrels come and steal its bounty without asking and have the audacity to take only 1 bite out of tomato before throwing it to the ground in disgust. Little jerks! And to top it all off, everything dies in the end. It has served its purpose. Seems a little defeating, huh?
But I choose to not see it that way. At the end of the season, beneath that blank canvas is this universe of little worms and itty-bitty seedlings that are taking a breather. The garden gets a fresh start every year where it gets to try again, avoiding mistakes from the last year.
So on that note,
I found the best heirloom tomatoes and peppers at Shoal Creek Nursery. When I walked into that place, I felt like how I do when I walk into our public library... that it was a place of kindred spirits. I am so excited. The plants look so good and they are less expensive than any generic thing that you find at Lowes or Home Depot.
This is gonna be a good summer. I can feel it in my toes.
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