I have decided to give myself another role I can add to any future bios I might have to (painfully) write for myself: GARDENER.
I was really waffling about whether to go ALL IN on the garden and throw a bunch of seeds in the ground and build my own tomato cage from rebar, or start small with one or five plants from Lowe's and see how that went. I went back and forth on this for a while. On one hand, I would love to be An Amazing Gardener Type Person and grow lots of delicious things and basically bathe in tomatoes all summer long because I am So So So Good at it. On the other hand, it felt like I was setting myself up for a huge disappointment if they failed. So much time and energy and heart....WASTED. (Possibly.)
Then I decided that if I did go the simple, "just visit Lowe's" route, I'd be frustrated if it turned out well. "Just THINK of what I COULD have done!"
So. I have purchased seeds. A lot of seeds. We (hope) to be eating:
Brandywine (Elizabeth told me to buy it.)
Mr Stripey (I admit, I could not resist this name. I shall be cooing to Mr Stripey all season. "Oh, Mr Stripey! How are you doing today!? Would you like a spot of water? It's dreadfully warm today, don't you think?") (I have possibly watched too much Downton Abbey.)
Amish Paste (I don't really know what this is but people say it's good for sauce.)
Black Krim (I picked it randomly. It looked kind of pretty.)
Cherokee Purple (Elizabeth told me to buy it.)
Yellow Pear (I just like these little suckers and they're pretty in a salad.)
Thyme, Oregano, Mint, Basil, Cilantro
Cucumber, Okra, Bell Peppers, Scallions.
Oh, and lettuce. I got lettuce because Elizabeth says it grows anywhere and is very simple and is very satisfying to be all, "Let me go get some lettuce from my yard for a salad!" I think I got some kind of butter leaf lettuce variety packet.
We'll start the seeds that need to begin indoors when they get here (next week, I think?) and I have no frakking clue what I'm doing but I am pretty sure I will get my hands dirty and I will swear a lot but it will all be worth it if I get my plate of tomatoes to feast on come May. (Or, June? Have I mentioned I have no idea what I'm doing?) Claire is going to help and I anticipate that much of our day will revolve around the feeding and care and maintenance and OH SHIT PLEASE DON'T DIE mentality of the garden.
Let's do this shit. Mama wants a homegrown caprese salad this summer.