So yeah, I've got a Tantre Farm CSA, and I love popping into Westside. I'm addicted to Morgan and York, Plum Market, Zingerman's deli, and occasionally Whole Foods and all those sweet little shops in Kerrytown.
But I love more than anything growing my own food. As soon as the ground freezes I start thinking about putting miniscule dormant seeds deep in the soil, inside them the genetic codes hiding for all kinds of flavors and textures. Frankly it amazes me. Every time I get as excited as if it were the first.
This summer is no exception. I love walking out to my plot and surveying the growth in the morning, gently balancing my coffee. Don't ask my why it gives me such pleasure. The weeding I could give or take, but even that in the right mood, I can get into.
Several days ago I took a few snapshots of the current state of the garden. Much is still in the premature stages, artichokes, eggplants, watermelon, pumpkins, and tomatoes all have a few weeks before they are bursting with flavor.
2 comments:
So jealous of your REAL garden instead of my "stoop" garden, which is slowing rotting. Keep forgetting to send you that - Garden Portrait: Lady in Robe :)
My next house will have a yard where I can grow a garden like yours! (hopefully)
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