Growing up I loved watching Green acres on television. It was more about the hijinks that occurred on the show than anything else. In fact, I never imagined that I would be thirty years old and moving back to my rural hometown. I honestly believed that I would be living somewhere in a city with the conveniences that provides. I definitely would have told you that growing my own food was not going to happen.
Fast forward to today, here I am thirty years old. I am sitting in my kitchen on a rainy Saturday morning looking out on the woods while drinking my coffee. I may have just searched using the terms “How to start a compost pile.” I am thinking that this weekend might be the ideal time to start my compost pile.
We are going to be planting a small garden next weekend. Nothing too fancy for our first year, but we hope to grow some tomatoes, herbs, Thai chili peppers, and probably some squash. In the spirit of openness, I am not the leader of this plan, because this lady managed to kill a rosemary plant. But last year, I had a container garden at my apartment that I fully enjoyed.
I have a feeling that this gardening thing will continue…Stay tuned for future reports.
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