by Mommy Hobbies
In my napsack stash
While the kids and I were away in Cali, D stayed here in PA to work…and garden! He did a fabulous job. Pulling weeds and planting, although his methods were a little archaic they seemed to have worked. When he told me that he planted tomatoes, I was excited. We love tomatoes and have done some pretty cool things with them in the past. This year, D decided to go old school, or his OWN school of planting. He took a rotten tomato, pulled the seeds out, stuffed them into the ground, placed a brick by it so he would know where it was, crossed his fingers and hoped the green thumb fairies would make them sprout. (this is what I meant by “archaic”)
It has taken us four years to get the hang of gardening. The first year was so overwhelming and our garden was an embarrassment. It’s MUCH more than just pulling weeds, although that is three-quarters of the battle. A battle that I immediately lost, because of how huge my stomach was, pregnant with Roma, and just in general not really into it. I was into the idea of gardening but not actually gardening. Fail.
But this year, for some reason, I have found myself out in that garden two to three times a week, pulling weeds and tending to those precious little plants. Our garden has a lot of weeds left to be pulled, but it looks amazing compared to our other attempts. Like…the last three years of attempts. Horrible. D and I are working hard and spend a good two hours each week enjoying each others company while plucking up those soil suckers.