Tonight is the first night
in a long time that I don't have anything going on outside the home (knock,
knock, knock on wood!) and so I hope to get down into my craft studio for a
little work and some photographs. I do have hopes of starting a bunch of
oregano seedlings tonight, but that won't take up my entire evening.
I recently acquired a mini
greenhouse and I'll be using this in the future once the temps rise a little
and the plants are strong enough to start getting acquainted with the great
outdoors. Until then, it sits on my tiny front porch waiting for its opportunity
to provide warmth to my vegetable garden wannabes.
If you haven't figured
this out, I have a lot of interests. Gardening is just one of many. The
first garden I ever grew (outside of helping my mom plant plants in a flower
bed as a girl) was when I was 20 years old. I was working as an Assistant
Teacher of a private Christian Junior Academy and we were blessed to have a
gardener and a librarian (an older married couple) that volunteered their time,
talents, and energy at the school. The husband promoted a healthy love
for gardening; the wife, a healthy love for reading.
Since then, I have moved
many times, and in several of the places I've lived I planted flowers outdoors,
or grew floors indoors. This will be my first independent vegetable garden.
(How true is this if a friend says she'll come over to help me out??)
A lot of my inspiration
comes from my wonderful sister, Nana. Nana and I are separated by 1,500
miles. She lives in the country and I live in a small city. She
grows plants and veggies and probably flowers. She raises or has raised
chickens, pigs, ducks, bunnies, goats, cats, and dogs. (Did I miss
anything?) And she seems to be successful at all she tries. All I
ever seem to grow is a ton of snow!
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