Bounty
I've been in quite a funk the past couple weeks, and about the only thing that seems to reliably improve my mood is a trip to the garden. While I'm there, and usually for a few hours after, I am too utterly delighted by all the raucous growth to be sad.
Tonight's Load:
2 fat little cucumbers (we planted a small variety, so they get chubby instead of long. too cute)
2 carrots, one of which is quite large
3 regular-sized tomatoes
12 cherry tomatoes
1 beautiful specimen of golden beet (many of the beets have been overshadowed by the beans, unfortunately, but we'll get some more little ones, but this one was doing the best, by far, and is lovely.)
3 nasturtium blooms for salads
a handful of pea pods
almost a whole gallon-ziploc's worth of dragon's tongue beans. I have an irrational love for these. They are so pretty and prolific.
some basil
I've already made a lot of mental notes about things I would do differently in the future, and dreaming up a house of my own surrounded by edibles. I've also really enjoyed seeing what other people do with their plots and have decided that community gardens are nothing short of magical. I even talk to the other gardeners sometimes, which is a big deal, for me.
I think that I somehow want to turn this into a career. and am terrified by that whole prospect. the going back to school part, the probably trying to run my own business part, all of it. Part of my idea would be to act as a consultant for non-profits to help them start gardens that would serve(feed) their clients. Either community garden-like things or kitchen gardens for shelters, group homes and other entities. It's not very well-developed, but there it is, internet. Something I could actually imagine doing for a good chunk of the rest of my life. (oh, and I'd probably want to write a gardening/cookbook/memoir about it too. :P)
I blame this all on Gaby Immerman, really. She was the horticulture lab instructor at smith, and she was really fantastic. But one thing she said, on the first day of class was "I'm going to change your lives." Damn it if her plan didn't work, with me waxing all poetic about vegetables on live journal. Jeebus.
ok. so I also wanted to take a picture of everything, but neither of the cameras are charged,and I'm not even sure I know where the chargers are. maybe tomorrow. or next time.
Tonight's Load:
2 fat little cucumbers (we planted a small variety, so they get chubby instead of long. too cute)
2 carrots, one of which is quite large
3 regular-sized tomatoes
12 cherry tomatoes
1 beautiful specimen of golden beet (many of the beets have been overshadowed by the beans, unfortunately, but we'll get some more little ones, but this one was doing the best, by far, and is lovely.)
3 nasturtium blooms for salads
a handful of pea pods
almost a whole gallon-ziploc's worth of dragon's tongue beans. I have an irrational love for these. They are so pretty and prolific.
some basil
I've already made a lot of mental notes about things I would do differently in the future, and dreaming up a house of my own surrounded by edibles. I've also really enjoyed seeing what other people do with their plots and have decided that community gardens are nothing short of magical. I even talk to the other gardeners sometimes, which is a big deal, for me.
I think that I somehow want to turn this into a career. and am terrified by that whole prospect. the going back to school part, the probably trying to run my own business part, all of it. Part of my idea would be to act as a consultant for non-profits to help them start gardens that would serve(feed) their clients. Either community garden-like things or kitchen gardens for shelters, group homes and other entities. It's not very well-developed, but there it is, internet. Something I could actually imagine doing for a good chunk of the rest of my life. (oh, and I'd probably want to write a gardening/cookbook/memoir about it too. :P)
I blame this all on Gaby Immerman, really. She was the horticulture lab instructor at smith, and she was really fantastic. But one thing she said, on the first day of class was "I'm going to change your lives." Damn it if her plan didn't work, with me waxing all poetic about vegetables on live journal. Jeebus.
ok. so I also wanted to take a picture of everything, but neither of the cameras are charged,and I'm not even sure I know where the chargers are. maybe tomorrow. or next time.