Has anyone read The Botany of Desire? I felt like a slave to my new garden over the long weekend. I never really thought gardening counted as exercise until reaching old age, but I am mistaken. Breaking ground and turning earth by hand–even a small patch (9′ x 12′) is hard labor. This morning I was back at it. I’ve never seen a gopher in my neighborhood before. No sooner than I plant a few vegetables I start making furry friends. Hence the fence. And edging. And rocks. Hopefully he’s to wimpy to dig under all of that. Otherwise I might need to break out the C-4. I’m too tired to bolster any more defenses . . .
My neighbor, who bears witness to my outdoor workout shenanigans, mentioned that she’d never seen me sweat so much. My lower back and hamstrings are pretty fried. My red neck felt nice at jiu-jitsu this morning as well.
Aside from the exercise, the nutritional and environmental benefits of growing your own food are numerous, well documented, and are trending pretty heavily right now. My parents, avid gardeners, wondered what took me so long to realize what they all ready knew.
Here are a few websites that might help germinate an interest in gardening.
As always, thanks for reading. I’m just getting into this, so any tips are appreciated!