Not high tech, not high spec. One woman's journey outside of nappies and dishes and into tulips, borlotti beans and compost recipes.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Fine wine aged well smells beauuutiful. Mature seaweed brew does not. I have poured it all over every one of my edible garden patches on purpose and on much of today's clothing not at all on purpose. Given the whole children juggle thing, I was still wearing those clothes when I returned the DVD to the shop today as I am on a fine reduction mission (the library, the video shop, the toy library). Oh the elegant impression I must create here in small town some days...
Below is a list of everything currently in my garden. Some items I only have one plant of while others I have 20. Seeing how much I have growing really encourages me. It's nowhere near self-sufficiency levels but it is very satisfying, even exciting.