It seems fitting to be talking about my garden on a blog called New Life. If you recall last year, I got it into my head that I wanted a garden in the backyard. The previous owners had gardened there and since I know them, was assured that they had spent years feeding the soil with all kinds of compost and goodies. So, one sunny day in June (June!) when my mom and dad had proposed a visit, I called them before they left and told them to bring some work clothes. I thought for certain that my dad was going to have to offer some serious shoveling assistance, but the soil was so wonderfully fed, that I just dug in with the pitchfork and turned it over. Didn't even break a sweat. I was so excited, I didn't even give them time to go to the bathroom before we hit the local nurseries.
And it turned out that I loved my garden. I took pictures of it. I loved it. I spoke to it. It spoke to me. I got to nurture something wonderful. Every morning, I took my reflections book outside with my coffee and smoked a cigarette while I observed what had happened overnight. Some Sunday afternoons I spent on the swing, watching my garden grow. Really. It was that peaceful. And how many nights I ate fried tomatoes for dinner, crusting them with saltines, bread crumbs, even cheez-its because that's what I had. The butternut squash I ate until mid winter. It was glorious
And I want to do better this year. So there will be less flowers and more produce.
What I plan on for now:
Scarlett Runner Beans
Big Rainbow and Green Grape Tomatoes
Orange Bell Peppers
Arugula and Mesclun Mix Lettuce
Easter Egg Radishes
I've been reading about starting seeds, but Tiny Apartment is so small and in the basement, that I don't think that's realistic. So I'm scouting Seeds For Change and all kinds of places to figure out what I need to do in order to expand the growing season in South Dakota. Sigh. There's still four feet of snow on the ground. But I'm planning. And it makes me so, so happy. It brings sunlight to my soul. And if that's all it takes, I'll peruse garden catalogues until I'm beaming with love and sunlight.