I used to think I was jinxed. It used to seem that I couldn’t keep a plant alive to save my life. I never understood why, I come from a family of very green thumbed individuals. We never have and still don’t have any house plants, unless you count the mason jar of green onions that I keep regrowing in my kitchen window sill. Then about 4 years ago I started canning. I instantly fell in love. The fact that I could make and preserve my own food amazed me. The first thing I ever canned was apple butter then I did some strawberry jam and the wheels kept churning. The next year I got some tomatoes from a friends garden and I made salsa. After that I was completely in love with my new hobby. Finally when we moved into our house in April 2012 I knew that I wanted a garden. I had this crazy dream of being able to grow and preserve my own food. I was imagining pickles, salsas, tomatoes, bbq sauces and more. In August of 2012 a group of volunteers helped me build my beds.
It was late in the gardening season but that didn’t stop me! I planted carrots, broccoli and lettuce crops and we had great success!
It seemed as soon as the garden was done for the winter I was already making plans for spring. I knew I wanted to base my garden around growing things that I needed to can. We added some more space, put in stone walkways (which was exhausting work). And before I knew it May was here and it was time to plant!
Since this early picture a lot has changed here are some more recent pics
This year I have already canned pickles, jalapeno pepper jelly and jalapeno slices. The tomatoes are finally picking up speed so soon I will have more work to do.
My garden is my”happy place”. It does come with it’s frustrations: unwanted pests, plant issues, or a pesky mocking bird who thinks he has a right to my tomatoes. But it is somewhere where I can go be outside and marvel at a creator who made all of this from nothing. I can see things growing right before my eyes, sometimes almost visibly overnight.
It is beautiful to me.
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just the body, but the soul