Took the box to my plot, filled it with Mel's Mix, and came home to eat pork chops and rest for a bit.
I went over and blocked off my squares, and now they're all planted. Behind the first cut is a representation of what's planted where. (Eggplant will come later, as it has to be started inside, and bush beans will go in when something else is harvested or something. I got so many gifts that I didn't have room for everything, and I'm not gonna overplant.
I took off my shoes and walked in the moist earth, and it took me back to the days on the commune, but this time, I wasn't helping in someone else's garden -- this time I was growing what will please me and my family, and I felt all those feelings that make me start talking woo-woo language -- that connectedness, that sense that my roots go into the earth, all that stuff that for me requires absolutely no belief in a deity or a sentient earth. Anyway, it was glorious.
|1 tomato (brandywine)||1 tomato (black from tula)||1 tomato (amana orange)||1 tomato (grandpa's minnesota)|
|1 tomato (cuostralee)||4 chinese broccoli||4 marigolds||1 tomato (charlie's green)|
|16 carrots||9 basil||16 beets||1 anaheim pepper|
|1 verbena||1 strawberry||4 lettuce||9 onions|