I used to visit and revisit it a dozen times a day, and stand in deep contemplation over my vegetable progeny with a love that nobody could share or conceive of who had never taken part in the process of creation. It was one of the most bewitching sights in the world to observe a hill of beans thrusting aside the soil, or a rose of early peas just peeping forth sufficiently to trace a line of delicate green. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne, Mosses from an Old Manse
Yesterday, I took the boys to “the garden store” – I know all you east coasters are rolling your eyes at me (Bob, Sandy, I am thinking of you!) but we are actually a little bit late getting our garden going this year. Bernie and Rita next door already have something lush and green climbing high enough on trellises that I can see it from our yard – and I know from our CSA email updates that their first transplants were done a couple weeks ago. Anyway, we are a bit late getting started, but I am not worried. Our swimming pool gets so much bright sunlight all day – wait. What’s that, you say? Swimming pool. Yes, yes. Isn’t it obvious in the photo?
It is a swimming pool, filled with soil, teeming with earth worms, recently weeded and now raring to go, anxious to accept into its sunny embrace an abundance of plants, whatever they may be. So, we spent the day gardening, putting in a few things at the pool up top, and a few more in the little kitchen garden down below.
We have more to do – much more! – but sleeping in their new beds tonight are strawberries, an artichoke, a row of peas, a cheery looking little cherry tomato, and – well, a new dahlia and some delicate anemones. This is why I shouldn’t be the one to go to the garden store.
I tell myself “Focus! Follow the plan! Vegetables! Look at your list!” But with Jacob pulling the wagon every which way and Lucas screaming to be let down I seem to use up my willpower and decision fatigue sets in – and so somehow, we come home with artichokes, yes, and strawberries – but also exotic purple melon seeds, not one but two colors of dahlia, and a couple darling little annuals just because it seems like every vegetable garden perhaps should have a spot of color, especially since it will be a while until those vegetables are actually there, and in the meantime isn’t it nice to have something bright and cheery to look at?
Well, besides the gardeners I mean.
So, we have started putting plants into the ground – it feels so far off, that they will actually be ready for anything other than worrying over — but soon those lines of delicate green will darken, and lengthen, and twist and stretch to the sky – and fruits, and vegetables, and yes flowers too will be ours … and before we know it, spring into summer into fall, and we will turn the earth once again, this time to prepare it for winter. For now though, for now – let’s revel in the sunshine, and the blossoms, and the anticipation. Get your garden hats on, friends - it’s time to dig in!