Because I’m one part forgetful and one part nerd-slash-geek, I created a spreadsheet to track my progress with my garden plants. Since most of them were started from seed and I’m a rather impatient gardener, I needed something to refer back to in order to know when things were supposed to happen.
- when are the plants supposed to look like they’re growing?
Yeah, that’s pretty much it. I just wanted to know when to expect these things to actually grow.
And after I noticed them growing (imagine my surprise!), I decided to add more things to my spreadsheet.
- Germination time
- when to expect blooms
- when to expect a production of edible things
- harvest period
So far, I’ve enjoyed a salad made with things I grew! Not things…I should give the lettuce and the tomato (and myself, by golly) more credit. So I’ll start over again and say that I’ve enjoyed a salad made with food I grew. IN MY OWN GARDEN. Huzzah. It was like magic. And it was about damn time. My gawd, why is it necessary to wait 50-55 days to eat something I can clearly see has thrust itself out of the ground for the sole purpose of feeding me? Oh, yeah…some things can make you ill if eaten too early.
See, the geeky spreadsheet comes in handy for some things.
- When to actually ingest something so as to not land myself in the emergency room with a killer bellyache announcing, “Damn those unripened ground cherries!” because I’m not quite sure anyone will know what I’m talking about.
Anyway, the salad was delicious! I used my very own Australian yellow loose-leaf lettuce and my single, tiny, lonely Juliet tomato. I added in a handful of blueberries that I’d purchased from Williston Farms a few weekends back and drizzled in some pomegranate dressing.
I can’t wait to eat more of my own grown-by-me food. But while the lettuce is thriving, the carrots are still carroting (or whatever it is they do), the cucumbers are just now blossoming and coiling their tendrils up my trellis, and the tomatoes have stalled out, yet again. Ugh…patience. Patience. Patience. Patience. I get it. But I’m also eager and hungry…