A garden to grow on

You may think that this post is mis-titled, and that for the sake of wit I should have titled it "A garden to grow IN" but, no, that isn't a typo, and I will tell you why.  Today we planted our first ever vegetable garden, and when I say that I use the term "garden" rather loosely.  We have friends who actually plant gardens, and to avoid any laughter at our meager setup, we just want to point out that we know the difference, but that doesn't mean that we, Calvin especially, aren't exceedingly proud of our own (miniature, 3'x5') backyard food bearing plot.  This is something that we've wanted to do for a long time, and with a little push from my encouraging mother we finally took the plunge.  Of course, any plunging that occurred was on the part of our hands, which first ripped into and removed more sod, then broke up the sandy clay ground we have, before finally plunging into the beautiful, dark, composted manure we added to our box.  Calvin not only helped pick out the plants in an afternoon shopping trip with Gram, but actually helped plant them, carefully taking them from the packages and setting them into the waiting holes.  We planted five tomato plants and four zucchinis, and we plan on expanding the area this weekend so we can give them more room, and perhaps add some different vegetables, as well.  Next year we see an entire bank of gardens that will home to many different foods for us to enjoy, and that is why I call this is our garden to grow on.

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[Mom]

Your Grammie use to say, "plant two for the animals and one for you !"

;^)