The whole garden thing was and continues to be a giant experiment. I'd never grown anything that requires actual tending. Pete is handy with plants, but he's only ever attempted the windowsill variety. So growing stuff in the dirt that we could later eat was like an adventure! Most of my adventures start off with little more than enthusiasm and in this regard, gardening has been different. I actually did some reading. I got some books out from the library and wracked up some hefty late fees in the process. Oh shit. Speaking of which, I took an herb book out a loooong time ago and it's still in our living room. Sorry, library. Don't blacklist me!
After all my reading and perusing many websites, I decided the best philosophy for gardening would be - let's just see what happens. We decided we'd grow a bunch of plants from seed, throw them in our beds and hope for the best. Due to lack of knowledge and plenty of procrastination, our little seeds got a late start. But they all grew! We started 4 kinds of tomatoes, 2 cucumbers, an eggplant, sweet peppers, hot peppers, and zucchini. We planted 4 seeds from each variety, assuming that we'd have quite a few duds since we'd gone with heirloom varieties. To our utter amazement, ever last seed we planted germinated and grew into a little seedling. Success!
There was no way we'd have room to plant all of these, unless we wanted to be graveyard farmers. So we had to "cull" (KILL!) all the seedlings that we didn't have room for and couldn't give away. I feel like our garden is now doubly haunted. We've got the ghosts of Quakers long since past the prime as well as the ghosts of baby vegetables to deal with. Wonderful.
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