"When a thing is wick, it has a life about it,
Now maybe not a life like you and me,
But somewhere there's a single streak of green inside it,
come and let me show you what I mean."
Growing things from seed is very challenging where I live. The combination of dry altitude, short growing season and poor, granite-y soil does a lot to curb any enthusiasm a person might have. But for some reason, I always want to try anyway.
I have visions of a garden that just bursts into life, full of flowers, berries. Some vegetables here, some lettuce there...
And most years I'm pretty much a failure at it and stick to planting flowers that already have a healthy root system. Which is fine, I suppose.
But what I really want is a good old 'victory garden' style vegetable garden.
(If you don't get this, shame on you.)
Yes, laugh all you mid-westerners, but growing vegetables is quite the feat around here!
I have a few sisters that live in the mid-west and grow the most amazing things and tell me how they wish their tomatoes would slow down or that they want to take an ax to their cucumbers. And I feel so proud when I manage to get one strawberry out of the patch. *Sigh*
I have a few sisters that live in the mid-west and grow the most amazing things and tell me how they wish their tomatoes would slow down or that they want to take an ax to their cucumbers. And I feel so proud when I manage to get one strawberry out of the patch. *Sigh*
No really, it's a big deal.
I feel like:
And then like:
Now let's just hope and pray that I can keep them alive long enough for them to produce veggies. The only other time I got something to grow from seeds, I had planted herbs in a starter kit in the house. They sprouted and leafed beautifully and I showed them off rather proudly to my family. Then I placed them on the deck so they could start to get used to the great outdoors before I transplanted them and a squirrel ATE all of them! I was pretty devastated and it took me a very long time to forgive that squirrel.
This song is from 'The Secret Garden' musical, (which is one of my favorite musicals, by the way. If you like musicals, give it a go. It's got some awesome songs.) and it just seems to fit this post.
God Bless!
Amy
Oh, dear! What an evil squirril. I'm not much the gardening sort... the planting part is nice, but then comes the weeding part and the can't-just-forget-about-it-and-come-back-to-it-when-you're-in-the-mood part... I'm not so good at that part. ;)
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on your baby plants! They're so cute!
DARN that squirrel! Forgive me my snickersnort. I remember how upset you were. ;)
ReplyDeleteGreat job! don't give up! :D
ReplyDeleteOh Pandi....your little garden looks simply FAB!! Congrats girlie! Maybe by the end of the year you will be giving those "western sisters" a helpful piecee of advice as well! I say.....GOOD JOB!!! Gina!
ReplyDeleteAwe, thanks, Mime. :) They are cute, aren't they. Yeah, for me keeping up on the watering is the hardest part.
ReplyDeleteYes! DARN THAT SQUIRREL! Little bugger.
I wont give up, Hilda! I wont! Unless the plants die. Then I will probably sulk for days.
Thanks, Gina, but I highly doubt it. :P But thanks anyway.
Cheers!