The hardest part about it has been carrying all the cut vegies in my arms back into the house without dropping any.
So now I do believe I have a green thumb. Is that a fair comment? I suppose I will have to wait to confirm it with more good results over the next couple of seasons.
Mind you, I have always loved growing and nurturing houseplants and succulents and natives, so growing our very own vegetables seemed like a natural progression.
How I look at it is, is that it is the next step in our journey towards self sufficiency.
In reality, one giant leap forward.
My plants have grown wild themselves. I give them love and attention with a good water every second day and they give us an abundance of lush foliage and wholesome vegetables.
Even the chickens are getting their fair share of lettuce and silver beet leaves.
As I stand inside my garden dome with the hose in one hand, I pick peas and spinach and lettuce with the other, pausing briefly and tasting the goodness whilst enjoying the freshness they offer.
What a joyous exchange we have. This is what life is meant to be like for us all, wholesome living.
