Small Scale Homesteading – Starting the Garden
The cows were particularly vocal this day, I could hear them bellowing to each other every few minutes from across the field. A pair of red-winged black birds was calling from the trees along the western creek, and the sound of the spring frogs was our background music as we worked in the garden this warm spring day.
It was getting late and the sun was dropping in the sky. I looked over at Carl as he wrestled another fence clip holding the trellis wire in place. I was finishing planting the first batch of seeds entering this garden of ours.
“I’m tired, how about you?” I asked over my shoulder as I knelt in the soil.
“Not too bad,” he replied.
Typical. He rarely complained of physical fatigue. I knew he had to be at least a little tired, we had spent the day moving compost, hand tilling the tenacious sod that refused to let go, and putting up the trellising.
“I could do this all day, every day,” I told him, standing and brushing the soil from my knees.
“Ten hours a day,” he responded enthusiastically.
I know we were both remembering the days when he worked long hours in the city, returning home after harrowing commutes. Such a contrast to the slower, simpler life we are living now.
The garden has been coming along. Now that I have finally had the pleasure of digging and planting, and seeing my seed starts transplanted, I am me feeling more settled than I have felt in a long, long, time. My previous gardening on our deck and tiny townhouse yard had been a hobby, a learning experience. This garden is my passion.
Starting the garden this spring has been almost like having another child. I am excited and anxious to watch it change and grow. I find myself taking a quick peek before leaving for work each morning, and visiting the garden first when I come home from work in the evenings. I will worry and fret over it like a mother over an infant – is it too wet or too dry? Too cold or too hot? How can I best feed and nourish it, and protect it from danger?
Like any excited parent, I will be documenting each step of the way, the progress and the setbacks.
Like any proud parent, I will be talking about and photographing my garden endlessly. So please forgive my enthusiasm, like you would any new parent.
Are you growing anything this season?