Despite the fact that it is glorified sand masquerading as well tilled earth. So far, it is benefitting greatly from the loads and loads of compost I've added. It'll never end though - it will always need more. I guess that means I'll never be out of a job.
Baby carrots just thinned. Yes - they do already taste like carrots!
Tomato seedlings ready to be added to the soil. Since we started wayyyy too many, there's no way I can plant all of these. I'll have to start giving them away!
To the left, the raspberry plant I was certain I killed last year.
To the right, Alyson with the little cheese puff barrel of carrot seedlings she planted.
The improvised compost pile I have made up. So far, we're working with thinnings (the ones that don't end up on my plate) kitchen waste (that doesn't include fats or meat) and random bits of cardboard like torn up toilet paper rolls. Mix that all up with some soil or compost and, given the right circumstances, I'll have fresh new nutrient rich compost to add to my garden in a couple months. Sure beats the heck out of buying it, and I can feel a little bit better about the stuff I do throw out.
My beautiful tomatoes. Started from seeds at home! So excited. We planted a couple beef steak, a couple Sweet 100 cherry tomatoes and a couple plum tomatoes from Italy.
Since these little babies won't want their roots disturbed by cultivating, I hilled some extra compost up around the base of their little vines. We'll see how that goes!
My bell pepper bed prepped for planting. I actually just tucked them in last night. Pictures to come!
On the right, more baby carrots to thin.
I've got to say. I find this to be one of the most rewarding things I've learned to do. The ability to take a seed - a mumified little plant and turn it into pounds and pounds of fresh, healthy food for your family is just good
Maybe it's just the crisp newness of it - the awesomeness of learning a completely new skill.
Or maybe it's just freakin' awesome to eat a salad of hand picked ultra fresh greens.
It certainly doesn't hurt that I have some pretty awesome helpers...
...even if those awesome helpers get a little nervous when the air conditioner starts humming.
Some of my favorite things in the garden? Listening to Alyson call a cultivator a "koo-ka-lator" and when she wants to taste the lettuce with me.