This year has already wrought so many changes, and I’m only in the early stages of 2012 adventure! We’ve moved, starting squirreling (nay, elephanting) away money for our impending wedding, returned to school, and more! It’s been chaotic, but thankfully we can retreat to a place with simple serenity; our cute little barn house on Walnut Terrace.
We are mere renters but Hiro and I attend to our space like new homeowners. Never have we had the luxury of space, of grass, of shed and neighbors all to ourselves! Perhaps in preparation of one day being real-time home owners and because the worst of the winter gracefully passed, I dedicated my next adventure to gardening.
Let me tell you, it’s not easy being green. My grandparents were ardent groundskeepers. Their lawn was the envy of the surrounding Chicago neighborhood and they maintained a vegetable patch that rivaled anything you’d see in Better Homes & Gardens. It’s one of my greatest regrets, not learning the delicious art of it all. Now that they’ve passed there is no one left to try to maintain their legacy. What remains of my family, in way of botany, is suburban lawns and some perennial flowers near front doors. It seems a shame, to let all that our patriarchs built dry up, so here’s my attempt to water the seeds of newfound family tradition.
I have to start simply. In part because I began this at the tail-end of the winter frost, but mostly because I have NO IDEA what I’m doing. I’ve begged the internet for advice only to find that my remedial starting point is so far below what most gardeners consider beginner that reading alone won’t suffice. I needed to start small and understand the basics, so I’ve begun with herbs. (More …)