Thursday, March 29, 2012
Loved to do it when I was younger. My father and I would till up the yard and plant a few things like tomatoes, okra, cucumbers, etc.
I believe the only reason we ever grew any fruit was because of my dad. He knew what it took to make things grow. Me, I have a brown thumb. I try and then I watch things die.
This year, I'm hoping my blueberry bushes don't die, the tomatoes will give me more than pretty flowers and that my morning glories - survive.
Not high expectations, but remember I have a yard about the size of most people's patio.
Can't have too much.
Hope your garden is all you want it to be.