Gifts. Remember how I was sick on my birthday this year, so it never got celebrated? I think bad weather cancelled the make up day, and finally, in order to release my disappointment in the lack of festivities, I told Neal that he could buy me running gear so I could attend the Spring Glen Running Clinic that Blog-free Kim is organizing. I've been purchasing the gear on my own, bit by little bit, so Neal needed another gift idea. One day in the shower (I get all my best ideas near water), I thunk a thought that would work. I wanted a kitchen garden.
G, then, is also for Garden. When I moved in, Neal told me I could have one, but the location he'd determined for it was not to my liking. This spring, as he re-landscaped our front yard to put in a birm and a meadow (minimizing the lawn extensively), I pointed out a scraggly bit of yard not too far from the kitchen door. "There," said I, "is where my garden should be." As the person in our family with no landscape architectural background, I expected my idea to meet resistance, but after a wander about the yard, my location was deemed perfect.
Then I began to describe my vision. I wanted a circular shape. I wanted beds in the shape of wedges that would meet in an interior ring. I wanted a sculptural bean pole that would look interesting in the snow. I wanted a gate. After sketching and much discussion, Neal began to work his magic. He used geometry and sticks and strings, and we agreed on a hexagon. It's so cool to be married to a man who can build the things I dream.
The garden is taking shape. I've planted a few things, but it was a bit late in the season for that. Next year, though, my garden will be brim full of produce, herbs, and cutting flowers. I'll spend time with seed catalogs this winter, and I'm sure I'll make some sketches as I decide what I want to plant where.
What are you growing in your garden?