How Does Your Garden Grow?

Well apparently, it grows super fast.  I promised an update and I guess it must be time now because last night we ate a salad with some of our very own lettuce, radishes and green onions.  So cool!

Please excuse all of my gushing over the miracle of growing food…it’s my almost first time.  Almost because I did help my grandparents plant corn once when I was seven and I still brag about that to this day.

I used to go to get “fresh” produce from the grocery store every few days.  My thirsty vehicle gulping gasoline happily without a second thought from me.  I liked how everything looked so clean and colourful on the shelves.  The only negative to the experience was when I’d reach for that back row item, my face close to the veggies, just in time for the mister to let loose.  Happened every time.  I swear the guys in the back have cameras and work those hoses remotely.  And of course I always had to go for the back row, the harder to reach tomato, pepper, apple, whatever, because I was sooo sure the best would be hiding there.

This was before I started reading about how they get those fruit and vegetables to look so great after they’ve traveled all the way from Mexico, New Zealand, Japan etc, to make it to my little, out of the way and no-where-near-a-port-even, town in BC, Canada.  And then I read about the cost to our environment to transport it to me too.

I went further and read “The 100 Mile Diet” by Alisa Smith and J.B.MacKinnon  and “Animal, Vegetable, Miracle” by one of my favourite authors, Barbara Kingsolver.  By then I knew I had to give growing my own a try.

John and I planted our garden only 3 weeks ago.  All of it by seed (organic of course) in our special clean soil.   I began watering morning and evenings and watching like an expectant mother for any sign of growth.  That came about only 4 or 5 days later.  Whoa!  I was soooo excited.  I know what you’re thinking…Get a life!  I have been a little obsessed with watching and caring for these little miracles ever since.  It may have something to do with me being an empty nester whose maternal instincts are searching to mother something, even if its only a carrot!  Whatever! I’m enjoying this.

Here are some shots of my first harvest and the growth I so proudly have at only 3 weeks.  Brag brag!