actually, i grew up helping my parents grow a garden every summer in ohio. in this sense, i am not totally new to dirt, seeds, and weeds.
but the very first garden i ever grew all by myself was last summer.
i live in the beautiful rolling green and gold hills of a place called sebastopol. it's a northern coastal california town and everything grows like crazy here
we moved here last april and i decided that it was finally time to start my own little garden.
even though i was new to the area, i quickly realized that the land we are living on has at least a gazillion gophers in it waiting to eat my veggies.
so, i chose to start small and create a container garden full of simple culinary herbs that would live on my porch.
i bought all the little teeny plants from our sunday farmer's market and brought them proudly home in my basket.
here is a picture of that first garden when it started last may:
i had a bountiful summer and was ecstatic when i was cooking and could run outside to snip a few herbs as needed.
then, the winter came.
and i let everything just go wild.
so here are time lapse photos of then and now:
in the next few weeks, i will be weeding, trimming what will stay, clearing what must go, remixing/nourishing the soil, and choosing/planting new plants.
last year i was completely brand new.
this year, i still have no clue what i'm doing...but this time i'm planning to take you on the adventure with me!