So, I've always been a free-spirit kind of gardener -- and after a few years of a lot of misses and a hand-ful of hits, I've finally figured out a few things. My biggest lesson is that I'm a huge fan of raised beds -- especially in the land of clay riddled soil.
This year, Kevin built some delightful "lincoln log" raised beds to contain my veggie garden. The best part is that materials were free -- built from fallen trees in our woods. And heaven knows, Kevin loves any excuse he can find to play lumberjack. Once we managed to fill them up with all kinds of lovely brown goodness, I was ready to plant. We got some seedlings in (huge thanks to the Tevendale family for more tomato and pepper plants than I could shake a stick at!), and we scrambled to get the deer fence up before those rascals destroyed our hard work. We started a few things from seed as well, and now they're coming up. No one really likes them, but we had to plant some radish seeds. They mature so dang quickly, and they're so fun for the boys to pick. Maybe Kevin and I will acquire that taste this spring, 'cause it looks like we'll have plenty. Tomatos, cukes, beans and peas, zucchini, melon, peppers and pumpkins -- and Noah insisted on planting a row of corn.
All in all, not a "small" project -- but a simple pleasure indeed. The boys delight in running to see how things have grown each day. I'm looking forward them discovering the first ripened cherry tomato, the first pea ready for picking...
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