In late April, we had numerous spring snow storms. I’m talking 7 to 8 inches of cold, wet snow. Luckily it melted pretty quickly, but it threw me for a loop. Was it ever going to be spring? When do we plant our garden? Or start our seeds? I’ve been feeling very behind and inadequate. After all, we’ve never had our own backyard garden to this caliber. But it’s a dream I’ve always had, to live off the land, to grow our own food, to return to the earth.
Ruth, the woman who owned this house before us, planted everything from kale to raspberries, edible flowers to herbs I’ve never heard of. It’s intimidating to say the least, but I’m eager to learn and develop my skills. I have a lot to learn.
This weekend, my husband’s parents came up to help us clean up the garden (bless them!) and to our surprise, there were asparagus popping up! They did so much work prepping the garden and I can’t thank them enough. It will be exciting to get our seedlings planted and watch them grow!
Did you know that it’s asparagus and rhubarb season? I didn’t, but I’m excited to already have food to harvest and incorporate into our meals (thanks Ruth!) The other night, after a very long and difficult day with my daughter, I went into the garden to harvest the asparagus and rhubarb. It was therapeutic to be in the alternate universe of the garden. It’s calming and awe-inspiring. The Earth is abundant with beauty and nourishment, we just need to be awake enough to appreciate it.