It’s been a few years since our last gardening adventure. After several unsuccessful gardens on 39th Street, and the realization that our backyard sunlight wasn’t conducive to beautiful tomatoes, we opted for a farm box instead.
You might remember that after reading Animal, Vegetable, Miracle I went on a homegrown/local kick. My parents probably thought I’d become a liberal hippie. I’ll admit, the idea of homegrown food, compositing and chickens make my heart beat a little faster. The only problem is I know NOTHING about ANYTHING when it comes to gardening and the like.
That’s why we’re starting small this summer. No chickens yet. No composting. Just a little veggie garden with three types of tomatoes, some zucchini, squash, basil and cucumber. I am hopeful that an abundance of sunshine will make up for our lack of experience.
I am also hopeful that come July or August, we’ll be feeding Anna big, ripe tomatoes. In the event she hates them, which is quite likely, I hope we have enough to donate to River City Food Bank’s Growing Circle. Jonathan thinks I’m dreaming big on that one, but we’ll see!
As of this afternoon, everything has been planted. My little helper stayed busy in her new playpen while I weeded yesterday. Today I put everything into the ground during her afternoon nap.
We’re on our way, people! We’re on our way!