It's that time of the year when we get the urge to grow things, to get our hands dirty and to make something grow. My wife has started our garden, pictured below, and radishes, peas and some onions. Our garden consists of 12 beds, each 1/2 of a 55 gallon drum cut lengthwise and mounted on cinderblocks. The holes in the cinderblock are up. allowing herbs to be planted in the holes. Thus, we get minimal weeds, away from bunnies and less crawling around in the dirt. We can both get down, but getting back up is a risky bet.SO this was my anniversary present to her a couple years ago. It was a lot of work off the bat, but now is pretty easy to maintain.
It goes without saying that gardening is a bit of work but once the initial work is done, less than you would think. Once you have had ripe tomatoes from your own garden, no store bought tomatoes can compare. My wife is not only a good cook, but really resourceful, and her "clean out the fridge" soups are each unique and all delicious.
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