Today I am going to write about growing a garden. There are a few thoughts I've been playing with since my attempts at gardening and I feel the need to share them.
- everybody has their own way of gardening and it is likely that different people who have been growing vegetables and flowers successfully for decades will give different answers to the same questions. It does not mean that one is right and the others wrong, it's just the way their technique has developed. A garden is like a room of one's own and in time it will come to resemble the person who grows it. I have learned that a garden is a very good mirror of one's personality! Not having a garden of my own I have to adjust to someone else's way of working and sometimes I ache to change a bit of this or a bit of that just because I would do it that way. It is a very interesting matter, but I suppose I will have to wait for the day when I can have my garden to see how it will resemble me.
- it is such a big satisfaction to see the little greens poking through the soil and grow from tiny and tender and very similar to each other to somewhat wild and visibly stating their diversity. I am impatient to get the first peas, wich this year are a little late due to the rainy weather. I can't wait to bring home carrots and later on beets (my very own contribution to my Grandfather's variety, along with kale and cilantro!)
- there is something truly fascinating about watching a garden grow, in a way it makes you ask yourself how is it possible that from mere soil and tiny dead-like seeds comes such an abundance of food.
- working in a garden is a little addictive, if I see weeds I feel like pulling them out so that the plants will not be deprived of sun and nourishment and room to grow healthy. The more you do the more you would do, even if it is hard and tiring, because growing your own food makes it taste better in your plate and gives you a sense of pride.