Garden time.

Growing up my Mom always gave us the option of having our very own garden plot inside her much larger garden. Almost every year I took her up on it ( I didn't always weed it or get a very good harvest ,but Mom never took the privilege away). And now that I have my own place I have continued the tradition. Gardening is not easy it's a lot of work ,but I love it!

a little baby tomato.

I've heard it said that there will be work in heaven the kind of work you dream of: fulfilling and satisfying.
Sometimes working in the garden I can taste a little bit of what that would be like. 

On a side note Meg (our dog) must not like eggplants because she barried this gigantic cow bone over the top of my eggplant plant! come to think of it I'm not really sure if I like eggplant either.
 

My garden is not quite finished yet I still have one spot open where the spinach was. What should I plant? Kale? Swiss chard? Zinnia's? more green beans?
 

Growing food for yourself isn't easy ,or is it always easy to know how to use everything out of the garden. I like to think of it as a challenge and oh how good fresh tastes! 

potatoes in buckets
no digging necassary, just dump the bucket over!

So Mom thank-you! you are probably working in your ever growing garden right at this moment,your big sunhat flapping in the wind.