I wanted a garden this year. And a tiny garden I did get. Inspired by my in-law’s green thumb setup (actually jealous), I claimed my sunny backyard patches. Ok, I glared and hrumphed at my neighbor’s looming trees eating up my precious sun. I. Was. Determined.
And so we dug and built and dug and built and prettied my little garden with raised beds and decorative rock. Wheelbarrow upon wheelbarrow full of delicious black dirt made its way to my new space. Bring on the veggies! To my surprise, my usual bed of lettuce failed to thrive (thanks trees and wandering squirrels). Yet, tomatoes grew above my head and fell over the rest of the garden. Cantaloupes snuck in and I even salvaged a few green onions and carrots (thanks family dog). Sweet peas, pickle cucumbers, swiss chard and green beans have made their presence known. Just enough to make it to our dinner table….and just enough to scare me as I realize most of it will need to be dealt with all at once in just a month or so. Nonetheless, I am so grateful to have the time to enjoy this summer pleasure. It’s a taste of childhood growing in my own back yard. And the grocery budget likes it, too!