I didn’t think we’d attempt a garden this year, seeing as how I’ve been nurturing other things (namely, Littlest). But my husband came to the rescue, as well as a few helpful neighbors, and we planted our first REAL garden. We “gardened” last year with a few potted plants. But this year, it’s an official garden with rows!
We have corn, okra, a gigantic pumpkin patch, cucumbers, tomatoes, and several varieties of pepper plants. It’s a late summer garden, but a garden no less. And we are all very excited about it, including the kids who have both loved helping Daddy water and weed and harvest our produce.
And I look on with gratefulness and satisfaction. I feel very much like a pioneer wife, standing on the porch with a baby on my hip watching my “farmer” work in the garden.