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I don't know what has come over me....

So last weekend, I got in a frame of mind that I have rarely ever found myself in: Green Thumb Mode.

I am not joking -- not in the very least -- when I tell you I can kill cactus. I could almost kill kudzu. Clemson's ag professors might do well to consult me on this little problem that's plagued the South forever..... but I digress. I've never had even a passing interest in much more than an herb garden. And I should note that I tried that once already: epic fail.

But something came over me a couple of weekends ago, and I started a tomato mini-greenhouse, a strawberry pot, a lavender mini-pot, and a pot of sweet peppers. While the strawberry and lavender haven't quite taken off, the peppers and tomatoes are doing well! So.... last weekend, I really got on a tear. Two more mini-greenhouses for seeds of eggplants and rosemary. More lavender seeds, and more plants of sweet peppers, zucchini and cucumbers, along with oregano and other herbs, thanks to the Spice of Life Expo (our WW booth was directly across from Home Depot's). And also attempting to grow from seeds more peppers, mesclun, broccoli and.... well, some other stuff. I forget it all. OH! Mini-pumpkins! That was it!

Then they went and did it, "they" being Old Time Pottery... sent me a flyer telling me about the nice stuff in their garden center, including ... BLUEBERRY BUSHES! Folks, I cannot begin to tell you how much I have spent on blueberries in this past calendar year. I flippin' love the little buggers. But in the winter, I am darn tired of spending a small fortune on bags of frozen berries. A couple of years back, I bought a slew of them at the farmer's market, froze them myself, and used them well into the late fall before I had to buy any. While I may have to buy some more this year from either the farm itself or a farmer's market, I hope to change that!

I also bought "June-Blooming Strawberry" plants (one of which has a real-life, honest-to-Pete berry hanging there!), and some more herbs (sage, dill, and a lavender plant, in case the seeds don't work).

What, again, pray tell, has come over me?

I think it happened when I started talking about local food. I have mentioned in earlier posts that one of the things I love about cooking is the preparation process. I love the chopping, the slicing, the stirring, the blending, finding new herb combinations, and how it all kind of makes me feel more connected to what I'm eating or cooking. I can only imagine how it's going to be to eat the things I personally have grown, and to use them in my dishes. WOW! I can't wait!

Comments

Angie A said…
totally sweet. Ed and I have been talking about planting a garden of sorts the past few years but never did it. Our yard kind of sucks for flat ground so I may need to look in to this container gardening thing.

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