Friday, April 26, 2013
How Does Your Garden Grow?
Around this time every year, I get the itch to put something in the ground, to root around in the dirt and create something amazingly beautiful that I did. To stay out in the sun, digging, planting, watering, weeding, pausing only long enough to have a glass of water or lemonade, until the day (or planting) is done and I can take a cool refreshing shower, strong with the labors of my hard work. There are only really two problems with that itch. One, I live in a third floor apartment, with no plot of land to speak of. Two, all of that sounds A LOT like work. Like really really hard work. The kind of work that you have aches and pains from the next few days. And I don't know if you know this, but I am extraordinarily lazy. We're talking laziness of EPIC proportions. I have helped with gardening and yard work before. No really, I have. I helped my aunt and uncle plant a bunch of flowers in their front garden, and when I was little, we would sometimes have a vegetable garden in the backyard. So I totally get the whole wanting to be one with nature thing. Trust me, I totally do. But it's HARD! Back breakingly, joints achingly hard. And I'm not really one for hard. Which sounds TERRIBLE, I know. I just don't want to break my back over something that may or may not take, depending on the Texas summer. I'd rather work on an art project, or make a quilt. Not to mention most of the things you can grow on an apartment patio I don't like. Ah the joys of lazy and picky. Guess I won't have a garden again this year!