our garden was eaten by a jungle.

It was early June before we got our garden planted and it seemed as though nothing would ever grow. My friends would boast of their dinnertime feasts–beans, lettuce, broccoli–all homegrown and delicious. I admit it, I was green with envy. Daily, I would walk to the backyard, whispering sweet nothings to our plants, urging them to grow….

so long, container gardening!

                            Digging holes for tomato plants with Daddy Trying to break through the ‘stubborn’ ground Planting cucumber seeds in her ‘trench’  There is little better than throwing open your back door, walking a few steps, picking a gigantic vine-ripened tomato, salting it…