So, early last month, we moved hundreds of seedlings outside to get some sun and then life happened and they all died, except for three tiny seedlings I managed to revive. It’s May 8 and all I wanted for Mother’s Day was to plant my garden. While the Ax Man napped, my husband, Rocky, and three year old son, Sting, got started in our ambitious 2600 square foot garden on Burton Farm.
I forgot how much work it was to get a garden in the ground. Last year we were moving and had a five month old baby. The year before that, we were planting on Mother’s Day again, but I was so exhausted that my heart wasn’t in it. (It wasn’t long after that we found out I was pregnant with Ax.)
Rocky had tilled the garden several weeks ago, but grass was already making its way up again. He ran the mower over it today, but we just got covered in a huge dust cloud. So he just had to work it with the little hand-tiller and hoe the rest of it.
*Note to self: Start watching prices on tillers…
The original post was first published on Owningburtonfarm.weebly.com on May 8, 2016.
