Giddy for Gardening

I cannot stop dreaming about my garden.  It has taken over my other crazy dream for the last week and I'm seeing tons of bright carrots, pink buds turning into white flowers, lettuce popping out of the ground and delicate columbines.  Part of the reason I'm dreaming about this new life is because it has literally taken over my awake life.  My husband and I have spent every possible hour outside--digging, tilling, mulching, sowing seeds, edging and after six years in our home we are finally laying down a patio.  Boring to some, but thrilling to me!

All of these moments are leading to visions of a beautiful retreat in my very own backyard this summer.  I don't even want to go on our vacation in June.  Usually I'm counting down the days but I know that the best fertilizer for a garden is the gardener's shadow.  I want to be here to watch every step of my plants' life.  As silly as that may sound I feel like I have a deeper appreciation, a unity, to my garden.  I have thoroughly enjoyed watching my pussy willow bush transform over the last few weeks...beautiful...the Bradford pear tree go from little buds to tiny flowers, my hostas peaking out of the ground to leafs unfolding and trees that were just planted last year making it through a rough winter to enjoy the warm.

It's quite stunning to watch nature work so effortlessly and really work magic.  It's harmonious, enchanting and hard to belief that every spring life understands the routine.

I'm also excited to transplant all of our plants that we grew indoors.  This year we bought all organic, heirloom seeds and started them in our basement.  We grew Beefsteak, Brandywine and cherry tomatoes, cucumbers, kale, jalapenos, green peppers and even some flowers.  They look great and this weekend I'm planting them outside.  The kids have had fun and we even had enough success that I am able to share with friends and family, and donate some to a community garden in the area.  I never in a million years thought I would have a green thumb!