getting the garden going

It's been almost 4 years since my husband and I moved into our first house and I'm proud to say I've finally started my first garden. I'm not one for manual labor so I've been happily planting vegetables in easy-to-manage pots, kept conveniently on the deck. This worked fine for me during my new-homeowner days, when my husband and I were working through sharing the extensive to do lists that sneakily come with the "Sold" sign. We've passed the basic tests at this point, thanks mostly to my dad, who taught us how to fix and maintain the house. An aside: It became quite clear, during this period, that there would have been no way we'd have kept the house standing without him. Now, I'm ready for a true garden and the challenges that come with it.

What to plant? Well, I'm a healthy eater and someone who doesn't like to pay a fortune for vegetables. For these reasons, I knew I'd one day need to plant tomatoes, peppers, and spinach (my yearly staples). So, without further adieu, here are the first residents of E's Garden:

I chose a plot of land next to the garage, facing south. Okay, that was my dad's suggestion.  My husband's not totally thrilled with this placement (you can see it from the road- gasp!) but I forged ahead 
(and he reluctantly helped dig).

A must: flat edged shovel

Metal steaks help keep the rubber edging in place.

We left the edging in the sun for a bit so we could uncoil it easily.

You'll notice that our soil, on a nutrient scale from healthy to toxic, is pretty far from the healthy end. So, I spread a layer of manure to enrich the soil. Oh, the smell....

The stage was set. Enter, the stars!

I surrounded each plant with an extra dose of manure, then potting soil, 
and sprinkled some fertilizer in a ring for good measure.


I gave it a good dose of watering, 
and I'm pretty sure a rainbow is good luck (even if I made it myself).

First garden, check!
Back ache... also check. 

It's still been worth it. 

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