The Garden

At least I can grow tomatoes! I’m as happy as if they were my own babies.

Ever since moving to Indiana in late January, I prayed that we’d be able to find an acreage early in the spring so I could meet my goals of planting a garden. It had been a few years, with Jack relocating us frequently for internships, that I’d been able to try and grow my own food.

Brussel sprouts anyone?

Now, every time I walk out the back door, I’m reminded God does answer prayers, and sometimes even in the way we hope He will.

The onion patch is doing fine! (Nothing–slugs nor rabbits nor deer seem to want to touch them).

The beginning was slow going. I tilled a few spots in the fenced back yard to try and discourage rabbits and deer from foraging my plants (the deer is questionable) and began to sow.

Our carrots-in-a-pot method seems to be working.

Some of the vegetables have had good luck from seeds, some, not so much. I have made a few trips to the local green house to supplement my garden and after an ongoing battle with slugs, torrential rain and variable temperatures, the plants are doing quite well.

Potatoes.

Well, except the corn. I can’t decide if the plot is too shady, too wet or if I seeded too early. I am a sham of a Cornhusker.

But, I reseeded and we’ll see what comes in the next few weeks. Besides, there are plenty of other plants waiting to bear fruit: Brussels sprouts, iceberg lettuce, cabbage, broccoli, cauliflower, tomatoes, sweet, red and green onions, jack-o-lantern pumpkins, watermelon, cantaloupe, spaghetti squash, butternut squash, cucumbers, beans, peas, parsley, carrots, dill, oregano, basil, potatoes, strawberries, and blueberries.