I’m in love with the idea of having a beautiful, lush garden. Growing up we had a huge back yard but we only planted a garden once or twice…too much work to keep up with I’m guessing!? As a result, I really have no clue about “how to garden.”
Up until this point in my adult life I’ve lived in apartments, not really an ideal setting to try to plant a garden! Two (or so) years ago I found myself living in an apartment with an enormous balcony where I believed that I could have the garden I always wanted…in pots or containers. Unfortunately, as I mentioned, I don’t really have a hot clue about gardening. I planted an “over the railing” type window box full of lettuce which I proceeded to cook in the sun, not realizing that the delicate leaves required shade. I planted a huge “bucket” too thick with carrots, thinking that I would let them grow for a bit and then thin out the growth…yea, not so much. I might have ended up with one tiny little maybe carrot at the end of my patience and the decent weather.
I seem to have romanticized the idea of having a back yard full of lush vegetation that I can walk out to on a whim and hand pick the ingredients required for home cooked meals. And who wouldn’t love walking through their back door to snip some vibrant fresh blooms to place in a vase on their table? Seriously, to me this sounds like an ideal situation….on the surface!
Taking a step back and really thinking about my idealistic fantasy I realize that there are a couple of issues that I may run into beyond my lack of knowledge. First and foremost, I HATE bugs! Can’t stand them! I don’t care if they fly or they’re creepy and crawly or squirmy, I don’t like them. Not even a little bit. They make my skin crawl. They give me the heebie-jeebies. YUCK!!! From what I gather gardens, in all of their splendor, seem to be breeding grounds for various assorted creepy crawlies. I’m sensing an issue with that…particularily if I have to interact with the little buggers! And secondly, perhaps even more important than the bugs, I suffer from seasonal allergies. Anything that creates pollen makes my eyes water and turn red and my nose itch. I wouldn’t be able to stop sneezing. I’d be a mess!! Or drugged up on antihistamines…
I guess these reasons can be looked at as excuses, but they will remain so for the time being and until I live in a house with a back yard instead of an apartment with a balcony approximately the size of a small shoe box. I will continue to buy my produce and flowers from farmer’s markets in season and supermarkets in the winter. I will also continue to romanticize the idea of having a lovely little garden out back and ignore the thoughts of bugs!