As of last Saturday, it's officially opening season in our garden which I have affectionally been referring to as our "Plot" - I would call it borrowed land but it's rented... and it's rather larger than I anticipated..(distinctively not a garden by the terms I've been used to)... so plot it is.
The plot is 20 X 50 feet and it is MUCH larger in person then I pictured in my mind. This morning while I was scrambling to get the swiss chard, kale and onions planted, a neighbour gardener from a couple plots down stopped while passing and said "That's going to be a lot of work."
Well yes my neighbour friend, yes it is going to be a lot of work. (I scoped out the area she was working on and it's a half portion plot). And if I'm being completely honest, I'm slightly nervous I've bit off more then I can chew (which by the way was a total accident... I didn't realize there were two sizes of allotments and somehow signed us up for a full length.....) but I won't let you know that I'm intimidated... too much pride being sown in with these packages of seeds. Which brings me to the next of my "first observations" of gardening: is it just me, or is there an element of competition in the air? I shouldn't be surprised; weren't state fairs built around the concept of plotting (PUN INTENDED) vegetables against one another? Shiniest tomato, largest pumpkin, and so on and so forth.
But since this is the internet and we can freely say what's on our mind, I'll let you know that when I got there on opening day, I felt like a bit of rookie standing there with way more land then I looked like I knew what to do with... but then I gave myself a pep talk because I DO know what to do with it. It's just going to be a lot more produce than I anticipated. In fact, I'm kind of excited to make a point of showing how much food can come out of one small space.
Second preliminary observation of the season: I'm a bit of a speeder. I tend to drive aggressively, which I don't consider a bad thing, but I mean it's definitely an element of my personality I could tend to work on. I think it comes down to the fact that I'm always in a rush: rushing to the gym, rushing home; rushing to get groceries, rushing to get back before the baby falls asleep in the car seat and completely kiboshes her nap. Since last Saturday, I've been out to the garden a total of four times and each time I leave the plot, I'm completely in no rush (which is weird because nothing has changed and I still can't wait to get home to see June). I've even found myself holding up a line of traffic going BELOW the speed limit. WHAT the WHAT. Anyway. Is this the start of something beautiful? Should I see my hypothesis to some academic horticulture behavioral hybrid study? I'm pretty sure I'm just realizing something experts and veteran gardeners have already been aware of for decades: gardening is good for the soul.
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