Spring is upon us, which has put me into the gardening mood.
I’m looking forward to decking out our “new” house with all sorts of blossoms and a little cottage garden.
Lefty and I joke all the time about how our grandparents’ gardens and garden knowledge would put ours to shame.
I don’t know about you, but both sets of grandparents had huge vegetable gardens. They planted squash, peas, rows of corn, potatoes, beans, and everything else you can think of.
I plan to plant pots of herbs (so they’ll be near the kitchen), tomatoes, spinach, and I’ve even thought about trying to plant a couple of stalks of corn.
If you look down and see my garden, please don’t laugh!
Here’s the kicker…
We dug out a garden outside of the fence so Spike (our digging black Lab) wouldn’t try to dig it back up. The other day, I was working on it, and I realized how ignorant I am: We dug the thing at the edge of the woods, where all sorts of critters can come and enjoy the feast.
I’ll let you know how it all turns out. Hopefully, Spike and Snuggles will keep smugglers out of it!