My mother has a Black Thumb. She can’t even keep a cactus alive (and you really have to try to kill a cactus. She forgets to water them, even though they sit on the window sill right above where she does dishes every day).
I don’t exactly have a Green Thumb, but I can at least keep a cactus alive. So this year, I want to try my hand at a little bit of gardening. Nothing crazy, but maybe some green beans, melons, pumpkins, peas, I don’t know. Some fruit trees would be nice too (although not technically gardening. Is it called “orcharding”?).
I know that growing plants is a lot of work. If you skip it for even a few days, weeds can take over. I have been informed by The Wife that this is my project, and she will be doing no weeding whatsoever (although she is excited about fresh green beans. Sigh.). My dad is probably laughing right now, as he remembers all of my complaints about forced labor and torture as I weeded in the garden at the house where I grew up.
So, knowing little about growing things beside the facts that you have to water them, weed them, and keep rabbits and such from eating them, I will set out into the unknown realms of vegetable gardening.
There are a few reasons I want to do this:
1. It sounds fun.
2. Hopefully, we will save some money at the grocery store.
3. By using only organic, heirloom seeds, I can control what our family eats (no GMOs, thank you very much!!)
4. I want to spend more time outside, in contact with God’s creation (even my small-town bit of it).
So, Dear Readers, I place before you an offer and a plea:
The offer: if any of you want to go together to buy seeds, that would be great. My understanding from my research so far is that one packet of seeds is usually way too much for one person.
The plea: please give me any advice you have! And if you want, stop by and help me weed. Especially if we get one of those nasty, green-and-yellow garden spiders. *shudder*
