I have always wanted a vegetable garden. For some reason, I have this intense desire to plant a seed and watch it blossom into something beautiful and plentiful. Maybe it is my mothering instincts that foster the need to nurture something to maturity. I am not sure.
To be honest I don’t have a green thumb at all and I have a green thumb envy of people who do. Regardless of my lack of gardening skills, I try anyway.
Year after year, as soon as spring rolls around, I find myself filled with hope, outside with the kids, tilling a small patch of dirt and planting seeds. I have always loved this time of year. It is good bonding for the kids and I and there is something magical about planting a seed and watching it sprout.
Once the seeds are planted I find myself heading to Read more [...]