I garden for the way it makes me feel. The food tastes better. There is a small part of me that likes that it is cheaper and that it’s organic. I am not trying to contribute to some revolution, or save money, or grow “safer” food. I just feel very full spiritually and physically when I grow food. And my balcony is prettier with plants.
Not yet. I might end up building a trellis for my cucumbers because I haven’t found something that I like that would work. Because I’m growing them in a pot I am limited in what will fit.
During the summer I probably spend a couple of hours watering and pruning and gazing. In the winter I spend much less time because there is less growing and they don’t need watering as frequently.
I’ve kind of always been around it. My grandfather owned a farm. I have many fond memories of snapping green beans, collected fallen pecans, and spitting watermelon seeds with my cousins. My mom has always done some gardening, but mostly ornamental. I think most of my desire to go my own food has come from visiting u-pick farms and wanting to have that in my own backyard. I hope to one day own a large lot of land where I can grow lots and lots of food and not be bothered by HOAs (my biggest fear in buying a house).
Some if it is, some of it isn’t. I like to grow organics. It’s much more important to me that I grow things that are not GMOs. (You can find a scary article about them here)
Not really. Although I like to think of my garden as a Victory Garden.
Currently? Rosemary, thyme, carrots, chives.
In a week I will have:
- Bell pepper
I’ve given things away, but not as a real “gift”. I give away herb cuttings and spare veggies when ever I can. I will be starting a basil plant for a friend this year. She is horrible with plants. But I don’t mind sparing the few seeds to encourage her to try.