Up next? Hosting the family’s Christmas celebration.
But already thoughts turn to 2015: Landscape ideas. Hardscape desires. Seed needs and wants. Skills to learn. Equipment to acquire.
Ours is a forward-thinking life. No sooner is the seed ordered, than I’ve envisioned its growth and savored its potential flavor. On the flip side, no sooner have we harvested a fruit, than I’ve evaluated its quality and devised how best to improve upon it.
There’s a direct link between plan and result. Time is intertwined, looping between yesterday and tomorrow, transforming regrets into promises, while grounding intentions in experience.
This project to reconnect with our food has changed my husband, Kevin, and me: How we think. How we react. How we grow and evolve.
We are not who we were five years ago, when we impetuously smothered our expansive front lawn with aged horse manure so we could create an edible landscape. The process of nurturing plants has nurtured us. As the garden’s diversity has expanded, so have our palates, our friendships, our aspirations.
We have harvested far more than grapes and tomatoes and basil. Like the juice and sauce and pesto they became, we have been strengthened, enhanced and intensified by a garden that has taken over more than our lawn.
It has taken over our lives.
See you in the spring!