I hope you are not sick of my garden, I'm not. I have never had one before and I love this one. When we bought this house, I was sold when I saw the yard. Half the yard was set up for playing and the other half for growing.
I inherited a fully mature and productive asparagus patch that just needs picking every spring.
I also inherited 2 fences of boysenberries that are at least 20 feet long, each. In early spring, I spent hours and hours pruning, thinning, and taming them. It has been worth every minute and scratch. This week, they have begun to ripen. The best ones are nearly black and ready to burst and warm from the sun. They melt in my mouth. I must have picked at least 5 pounds during the week. I made one pint of jam the first day, put them on ice-cream the 2nd day, and gave the entire bowl (still warm) to my babes the 3rd day. The 4th day, my sister picked them to help me with my chores so I gifted them to her :) (I just loved the visit!) Then, the 5th day, I made 3 1/2 pints of jam and warm bread to go with it.
Can you tell that I am in AWE? Growing is truly a miracle. There is no other explanation. We are so blessed. We have also planted bikinis (according to L when he was VERY small), radishes, onions, carrots, beets, peppers, basil, lemon-thyme, and a variety of tomatoes.
Growing my garden to take care of my children and growing my children to take care of my garden. We are learning together and enjoying some time together while we are doing it.