in which i undertake something completely new: my first garden
I have started my first garden, perhaps more accurately called a gardenette. There's a very small strip of dirt between the house and the patio. There was once a huge plum tree there, but it died. It's also the former site of this -- -- but sadly, no more. That left one small rose bush planted by a previous tenant. So we bought this -- -- some soil, fertilizer, and a telescoping garden tool to protect my knees. We picked up a little of this -- -- to protect against these -- (If you look closely, you can see Tala is sprinkled with mud.) And now we have this -- -- some annuals on one side, and two tomato plants on the other. A tiny garden, and enough for me. When I was growing up, my father did a lot of gardening, and my siblings and I were always pressed into involuntary labour. I loved my indoor plants in our old apartments, and I always imagined that if I had some outdoor space, I would garden. But when I finally got a backyard, the reality turned out to be different. I'm ...