Revelations of a newb

Not much. She'll do.

Not much. She’ll do.

Well… it’s official. I’m a gardner. I’m also a blogger, apparently. We have had this site up for over a year now and this is our first post. Needless to say, this is long overdue.

The garden and blog have both been viewed with a sense of fear, excitement, and ambition… but mostly fear. Now that my first garden has almost reached my knees I can officially say that I’m a gardner without feeling like a liar. I felt that maybe it was time to get over myself and my fear and just post to the blog. As firsts go, I don’t see this getting any attention but maybe me facing my fear of getting views and being criticized or worse… getting no views and being a flop, is ill placed and I have been approaching this all wrong. So from now on this will be like my journal and I’m going to post what I want, when I want. I’m going to learn and I’m going to do my best and when I garden I’m going to learn and I’m going to do my best. I’m proud of me today. Maybe, I wont yet be calling myself a blogger in public, but I’ll be saying it in my home and in my heart, and that is all that matters.

chrisdoll

Back to the garden. Last year my grand plan of having an HUGE garden really got shot down when I didn’t till up the ground. YUP, really made it far there. I think that I was slightly overwhelmed with the amount of work all the tomatoes, squash, peas (and all sorts of crap that we probably never would have eaten) was going to take. This year (with sound advice from my awesome Grandma) I kept it simple. Green beans, broccoli, onion, potatoes and under request by my husband-jalapenos. My rows are an abomination to straightness but stuff still started to grow!

Wee pepper. Too cute to eat.

Wee pepper. Too cute to eat.

Then the frost hit and took out my tender jalapeno plants that were covered at one point before the wind got them. They did painstakingly come back and are currently growing cute little baby leaves right now as well as one frost stunted baby pepper. ADORBS!
Everything else is taking off, including some kind of turd weed I’ll have to have my grandma come and identify before I bring in the priest for the exorcism.

THIS GUY!

THIS GUY!

Thats all for today, but not forever.
Chrissy*

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