We moved to the country and, obviously, started a garden.
Because, you know, when in Rome.
Plus, I’ve always wanted callused hands and dirty fingernails.
But really though, everyone could and should have a garden.
It’s amazing what you can grow in even the smallest of places, like on your front porch or windowsill.
And it’s so incredibly rewarding.
So go get a shovel and seeds and GROW SOMETHING!
Seriously, your unused muscles will thank you.
We have descended into the garden and caught three hundred slugs.
That is, after they scream at you and refuse to work properly for a few days.
How I love the mixture of the beautiful and the squalid in gardening. It makes it so lifelike.
~Evelyn Underhill, Letters
These are my babies, I started them from teeeensie tiiiney seeds by the woodstove this winter. I feel like a mama bear watching these little guys grow up, and I can already taste our future together. The powdery white stuff all over is called diatomaceous earth, it’s a necessity for ninja organic gardening!
(click for more info on diatomaceous earth)
This is our cat, Lynx, he is pretty sure he’s a tiger.
And here is a delicious shot of my cooking compost. Take a whiff of that richness! Yummmo.
The first supermarket supposedly appeared on the American landscape in 1946. That is not very long ago. Until then, where was all the food? Dear folks, the food was in homes, gardens, local fields, and forests. It was near kitchens, near tables, near bedsides. It was in the pantry, the cellar, the backyard.
~Joel Salatin, Folks, This Ain’t Normal: A Farmer’s Advice for Happier Hens, Healthier People, and a Better World