A Full Table

Sunday, October 18, 2015 – Filed under: Uncategorized ::

Alongside sugar pumpkins and pretty gourds, we’ve been enjoying the last flowers from the garden – some velvety read snapdragons. This is before we spent the afternoon harvesting the last of everything growing in the gardens. And baking pumpkin cookies and pumpkin bread. And almost making pumpkin muffins.

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This is after. The last of the rhubarb. A few armfuls of parsley. And kale. A bowl of green tomatoes (which promptly transformed into delicious fried green tomatoes for dinner). Thai basil. Immature little green chili peppers that we’ll slice into pasta. So, so much to be grateful for.

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This week in our garden

Thursday, July 11, 2013 – Filed under: Uncategorized ::

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The year our oldest little was born was a year of really huge learning curves for us. The deepest, and most important, was listening to ourselves, finding our voices and cutting away all the thick overgrowth of what we thought we had to think. That was the year we started to eat dramatically differently, we threw away our television, we gave away a ton of stuff, and we sort of started from the ground up.

Things had been percolating for years, in each of us, but somehow the birth of this child of ours taught us so much about ourselves. It’s amazing how that happens so clearly, isn’t it?

One of the things we started to do was garden. Two suburban upbringings and very little gardening knowledge at all led to some interesting experiments. Especially in our very tiny city lot. But oh, was there great potential.  Still is. But slowly, each year, we figure out how to plant our dreams in the space we have, and carve out room to eat and cook, grow, play and be. In our own green space, when we don’t go and borrow the beauty of the forest and the meadows nearby.

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We finally figured out how many tomato plants our cedar raised beds can take, so that they have enough room but are close enough to support one another (literally). And the littlest little one has finally decided to leave the plants in the ground, most of the time, so we’re already faring lots better this year than last.

When I look at our tiny garden, I remind myself that size really doesn’t matter :) Seriously, sharing the joys of growing and the magic of worms and dirt and bean teepees can all happen in the space we have. We won’t produce as much food as perhaps we’d love, but we are very happy to trade with local farmers, and support CSAs too. But we had strawberries for the first time this year, and plenty of rhubarb, and a dozen or so garlics, and we’ll have enough zuchinis and beans and tomatoes to keep us busy for a little while. More than anything, it’s a family garden, a space filled with love and at least 2 pairs of little, but very busy and dirty hands.

And for that, I’m ever so grateful.