In 7 years of marriage, we’ve (mostly Joel) wanted to try our hand at gardening. My parents have bountiful gardens and Joel’s farm the land like it’s their job. Me? I love the idea of fresh fruits and veggies, but hate sweat and dirt. So, there’s that. Summer missions projects were always my excuse to avoid the manual labor and just keep the local Farmer’s Markets in biz, but now with kids in the picture it seemed like a fun thing to do.
We managed to grow (and kill) an herb garden in May (I may have forgotten the plants in our 85 degree home while we were at Greek Summit) and they were ecstatic to watch them grow (less ecstatic about coming home to see them dead…) so we thought we should attempt a few summer veggies…it’s the start of something beautiful!
My children will be devastated if we don’t reap a few tomatoes, sweet peppers and purple bell peppers…you can guess which child picked the purple peppers…hopefully our “scare crow” will keep the coons and deer outta here.
So, here’s to living off the land. Or at least making one serving of salsa. :)