My garden green thumb
My life of being a bartender in a college town, to a struggling photographer in a big city, never lended to having a garden. I barely had the time to care for anything other than my dwindling bank account, and the never ending hang overs. Now, I am in a different place in my life, I have a little more time, a new happy bakery, and an incredible relationship that helps me grow everyday. I signed up to be part of our community garden, and for some crazy reason they accepted. Now the fun begins….
Today was the day I finally got to view my space in the community garden, and what a site it was! I met my garden neighbor today, Eileen, and she explained to me that perhaps the space that I received had been a bit neglected. Neglected!? How about all but left for dead, or not considering there is nothing dead in this area…more thriving in fact. For a moment while I was talking to Eileen, I couldn’t help but think that the garden committee was playing some sick twisted game on me, because I am the new girl. Clearly I have been scorned by women in my life. But instead of making obsurd accusations, I just dove in.
I started hacking at the weeds, and talking to fellow gardeners, and discovered that there were some actual plants in the mess above, and I started to attempt to find them. I did find a rose bush, Hostas, and Lillies, all of which I kept, and did not pull up. Everything else, is gone. It took me approximately 4 1/2 hours to get through it all, but I finally saw some dirt, and not grass a weeds. My back hurts, my fingers have blisters, but now I have a garden!
Now all I have to do is figure out what else to plant… Food is Art is Life.