Quite nicely, thank you.It is amazing to me. I read The Garden Primer and planned what I would grow. I sketched the plan out on graph paper and then went out with a shovel, a tape measure, and Jason to begin digging the beds. I sweated and swore (just a little) and dug and hauled. I watched the sun travel over the spot I had chosen and worried it wasn't the right one. My little beds looked like a pet cemetery for a while. I wondered if I'd ever find the time to put the plants and seeds in the ground. But now, now -- a garden is growing.
Every day I go outside and look at the garden. Oh, the waiting was unbearable for that first week or two while I waited for the first seeds to germinate. Oh, the excitement when those first little buds appeared! Now each day the garden looks different; the rain and the sun are working together to make things grow. The tomato plants are taller each day and more and more little green to
matoes appear. I am convinced someone is coming and putting miracle gro on the zucchini because every day there is another new stalk. The day after we put up the netting for the cucumbers they immediately reached another 2 inches into the air. The lettuce is starting to look like something you could eat. I am imagining the harvest. One night Jason and I went out and simply sat along one of the 1 1/2 foot wide paths we'd put into the plans and drank a glass of wine.I plant, I weed -- but God gives the growth.
2 comments:
Sounds like a lovely way to spend an evening. I imagine a summer of wonderful salads are coming your way!
Congrats...here's hoping the bunnies in my garden don't tell their city friends. :)
*is* coming... ;)
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