This past year, I decided that I wanted to start my own garden.
As a young girl, my summers were always filled with fresh grown veggies from my dad’s garden, and I was always amazed at just how much better they tasted. So fresh and flavorful. The best part was, I didn’t have to do any of the work to enjoy them (well, except for those few times where my best friend and I would go in and pick the carrots and onions way before they were even ready – oops).
Now that I’ve been in my own home for almost four years, I figured it was about time to give the ‘ol gardening thing a try. If you already know me, then you’d also know that my “green” thumb has always been a bit closer to being black. My ability to grow and maintain plants has not been a strong suit.
Despite my horrible track record, I decided to throw caution to the wind and give it a go. (Click to keep reading!) Read more