Does anybody else detest gardening and do it just because it is a commandment?
I can actually enjoy digging up and preparing the ground, and even hoeing the rows. But after that my wife, fortunately, takes over. She decides what, when and where to plant. She has to tell me when and how much to water.
Strange, but I'm very attentive to our orange tree and lemon tree. If it's possible to spoil a citrus tree, I'm doing it. I even drove all the way to the outskirts across town to get advice on maintaining them better.
But in the veggie patch I'm a deal loss. Anybody else feel that way?
I used to really like it. When we started school, we moved into a home on a postage stamp sized lot. There is a tiny back yard that we used a corner of to grow a little garden. We watered, fertilized, but nothing would grow. The yield was abysmal. Part of the problem is there is not enough sunlight back there.
So, on the front corner of the house where there is ample sunlight we planted an herb garden along with some tomato plants and that was much better, though much smaller.
I hope some day to live in a home with an open backyard that we can plant a real garden that we could actually eat out of. I find gardening therapeutic.
I wish I could grow a citrus tree, but it's too cold!
