i joined the ranks of gardeners today. i planted!
old boyfriend curt (he prefers “ex-luvvah”) came for memorial day bearing gifts, including herbs to establish my new herb garden. he also bought pots, soil, and flowers to brighten it all (impatiens … wonder what that means). and instead of planting them for me, he wanted me to do it so i could gain the benefits of working with the earth.
i had a garden the first year in my house about 12 years ago … but the cats also “enjoyed” the garden, and the cucumbers turned out bitter, and i figured the taste was from the cats. and never planted a garden again. gross!
recently i learned that cucumbers are bitter for many reasons, and thought perhaps i should reconsider gardening (and have a serious talk with my cats). then curt arrived laden with plastic pots with greens spilling from a cardboard box.
old love. new garden. nice.