Despite a not-so-good garden last year (deer, bunnies, blight, and bugs,) I found myself at it again yesterday, setting out parsley and thyme, kale and collards and broccoli.
I was rewarded by the sight of asparagus spears thrusting their defiant spears into the air.
The three empty box beds will be for summer squash, beans, and peppers and the lower tiers for tomatoes, corn, and winter squash -- but I won't plant those till mid-May.
It feels life-affirming to plant things -- even if it leaves me creaky at the end of the day. We've been tending this garden for over forty years now -- and how thankful I am to be at it again!
