the rain stepped aside just long enough last night for me and max to finally get our vegetable garden planted.
i was bursting all weekend for him to get home to me and our seed packets and starts.
we're growing lettuce, asparagus, peas, corn, tomatoes, peppers, squash, herbs, pumpkins and a sunflower this year. or rather, that's what we planted. i've learned that there are no guarantees when it comes to my gardening skills.
gardening together has become a tradition for me and max and it's one of the greatest joys of my life.
(see tiny max with our first garden
here)
there's something about watching buddy and his little fingers poke and pat at the soil...really caring for and nurturing something.
he still sees seeds growing into plants growing into vegetables as magic and i have my fingers crossed that that never changes.
i kind of see it that way too. or anyways, he reminds me of that.
so even though there was crying over spilled seeds and we may have a little bit of everything growing in each square...if he's learned anything from his old ma it's that deformed carrot pants and chaotic gardens may be even more magical than the ones that actually predictably yield something.
it's getting your hands dirty that really counts.
