Today was planting day.
I’ll begin this blog by reiterating that I’m in no way a gardening expert. Not only do I lack knowledge and experience in the garden, I also reside in Southern Nevada where we’re not exactly known as the bread basket of the world.
So why grow a garden?
The answer is simple.
It’s something to share with my kids. It’s shared time, shared work, shared wonder and shared fun.
Don’t get me wrong. There’s some functionality in there as well. Although I won’t anticipate enough tomatoes to can sauce for the winter, I can probably rely on some herbs to use in my cooking.
When the girls were a bit younger- just a year or two ago- they would hunt around the yard with little buckets and gather leaves, grass, berries and whatever else they could find and bring it to me in the kitchen while I was cooking. I pretended to use it in our dinner.
They got so much joy at the age of 3 and 5 by “harvesting” for our meal. So I think of how much fun they’ll have doing it for real.
So now the seeds are in the ground. The next step?