Yesterday morning I realized I was obsessed with my garden. At 8:30 a.m. I put on rain gear and went out in a storm to check my seedlings. As I was walking back inside, I noticed a hooded figure above the fence 2 yards over — it was my neighbor with a green thumb, doing the same thing I had just done.
What’s in the bed (all purchased as seedlings, except for the beans): Leeks, strawberries, tomatoes, sugar snap peas, burgundy beans, bell pepper, cilantro, parsley, jalapeno, thyme and rosemary.
What’s in the pots (all started from seed): Carrots, oregano, catnip, basil and more tomatoes.
I planted too much — there’s not enough room to transplant everything from the pots into the bed. It’s my first year growing a real garden, so it’s sort of trial and error.
So far, I’m really amazed at the resilience of plants. My garden doesn’t need me — I’m just the overseer.
Nicole M. Markle 