Wednesday, April 13, 2011

First Strawberry Bloomed

Okay so I'm a city girl. The only time I spent on a farm was when I visited my Grandparents.  They had some chickens, pigs and worms.  Yep, worms.  My Grandpa had a very lucrative worm farm and I helped him dig worms out of the bedding; a wonderful and aromatic mixture of aged poo and sawdust I believe.  I'm not sure about the sawdust but I'm very sure of the poo part though.

They also had gardens.  Huge gardens where they grew corn, peas, beans, okra, tomatoes, watermelons and even peanuts.  I loved working in the garden when I was a kid.  I think that was because I was close to the ground and getting dirty; the exact reasons I have such a hard time with it now.

I'm now 43 with kids of my own.  I have a bad back and a love of food (meaning I'm pleasantly plump...meaning fat).  It's extremely hard to get down and dirty in my vegetable garden.  That doesn't keep me from trying though.  I want to be able to grow vegetables.  I want to be able to provide for my family using this long, lost art which most of us just have no clue about.

So we're digging up the earth in small section of the yard.  We plan on planting corn, melons, lettuce, and potatoes.  We have some tomatoes and peppers started in a Topsy Turvy and Strawberries and Raspberries in containers.

Today our first strawberry bloomed and we're excited! My little family and I just can't wait to eat something we've grown ourselves and to learn to make sauces and jellies.
And who knows?  Maybe working in the garden will help me trade my love of food for a love of growing food.

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