Funny topic title, I know. Funnier still the notion that I am about to plant my first garden. My type-a personality has me scrambling in books, on the internet and talking with friends to get ideas. I am excited and nervous as if I were planning a dinner for the President himself.
I have never been very good with playing in the dirt...seriously...ask any of my friends, especially those who have known me for most of my 37 years and the mere idea of me getting dirty will bring a chuckle to their soul. I have joked for years that I can kill a plant just by looking at it oddly....yet, hear I am, making a list of seeds to order, looking up what flowers can go into gardens to help cultivate (thanks Meli for that idea).
Tonight I bought the first seeds for our garden (our meaning mine & Meli's -- she's being an awesome pal and helping me...in the end we will be helping each other but still...love her!). I ran to our friendly Dollar General to pick up dog food and saw seed packets 3/$1. Remembering she said something about planting marigolds around the garden to ward off bugs, I called her to confirm that's what I had heard. I ended up buying marigolds, calendula & nasturtuim (the latter which I cannot pronounce). Meli said, "Yeah, our first seeds". I came home, broke out the books I have borrowed from her and have searched the net. Actually found a blogger on here that plants flowers in her garden for this exact same reason -- with lovely pictures, I might add. I am getting more excited.
I so much want this gardent, with its attempts at being organic, to flourish. I'm excited to see the first of my seedlings pop...then the joys of canning our goodies. This feels good, right. To try and live off the land a little...and cultivate beautiful at the same time.
Wish me luck...oh, and sorry it's been forever since I've been around.
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