the softer side of pensiero

You know how some people have ‘guest bloggers’?  Well, this is totally unrelated.  But it made me think of that phrase.

This year the husband and I have decided that, in addition to having our own veggie patch out back, we will be guest gardening over at a local organic farm!  You have no idea how excited I am about this.  And I don’t say that with any hint of snippity-ness.  I say it with 100% confidence – you truly would be dumbfounded to know how much time I’ve been spending thinking about this.  So I won’t say.  And don’t go asking gene, either.

At our church there is a family who has a little farm and every year they offer an opportunity for other families to come and “rent” a row from March to September.  As I understand it, it was originally intended (and still fits the bill) to be a course for homeschool families to learn about gardening/farming.  So you sign up, pay a fee, choose what you want to plant, learn a ton about gardening and then harvest and eat everything that you grow!  You even get to pick produce out of the “community garden”, which has exclusive varieties of herbs and veggies.  AND, if that weren’t enough, you have the chance to get free replacement veggies (all grown on the farm) if your harvest doesn’t go particularly well or if something dies.

Woo Hoo!  We wanted to do this last year, but I’m always wary of adding things to our monthly expenses (you know, little things add up quickly!).  Fortunately, another church friend asked if we’d like to share a row with them.  So now we get to split the work and the cost, and we’ll still have abundant produce!  Certainly much more than I get at the store, and for less expense.  Plus, I’m super excited to learn how to garden from an actual garden expert.

I promise to update later with everything that we’ll be growing, but for now just sleep easy knowing that I’ll be gardening in not one, but TWO locations this year.  (I know. This was weighing heavily on your mind, wasn’t it. Well, be at peace, my friends.)

p.s. – this post reminds me of when Kramer goes to fantasy baseball camp, and then Jerry says Kramer’s whole life is a fantasy camp.  I feel like I’m going to garden fantasy camp.