A deeper cleanse

I have decided that the way I spend my time needs a re-evaluation as well. :)

I am tired of parts of days going by without being really spent intentionally. Things like Facebook, Pinterest, news, Youtube, etc. just kinda suck my time up if I let them. So, as I finish out this juice fast, I am going to fast from non-deliberate internet use. So, the above-mentioned things will be out of my picture. Replaced by things like taking a walk/hike/run, gardening, cooking, cleaning, visiting people, reading (I have quite a list!).

I don't seem to need to water my garden right now, so even that time can go elsewhere. Monsoon season has apparently struck Colorado. Never knew we had a monsoon here. :) It's lovely. Every morning is fresh and clean and every evening this week, we get lots of rain. We're sleeping under just a sheet and leave the windows open all the time. It's awesome. Reminds me a lot of the rainy season in Africa, but it's much MUCH cooler here and MUCH less humid.

Today already, I have gone out and tended to my compost pile (cardboard boxes have to be chopped up, so I leave them out in the rain and then they're really easy to tear into pretty small pieces), picked fresh kale and collards from my garden for juice for me, and picked onions for a meal I am cooking in the slow-cooker for Jason. I'll include the recipe for it later.

This cookbook is amazingly excellent. Most slow-cooker recipes seem to involve a lot of things I don't want to cook with like cream-of-chicken-soup. What is a creamed chicken anyway? What are those chemicals on the label? I don't like dumping cans of things someone else cooked into my slow cooker and basically letting someone else cook my meals. Somehow knowing what's in everything feels a lot better to me. This cookbook is for my generation and includes few canned or pre-prepared items. I like it a lot. And they're pretty easy. There's a series of "Not Your Mother's..." cookbooks and I kinda want to collect them all.

Today, my kitchen is making Provencal Garlic Soup and the recipe promises it's not as intense as it sounds. It smells amazing. The garlic gets blanched before going into the soup, so it mellows out a bit. If it is intense, Jason won't care. The man eats garlic cloves raw sometimes. But I think this will be something palatable to a wide variety of people. It's a complete thrill to have it just cooking away in the slow cooker. It feels like having it done for me. I am way more likely to feel like cooking in the morning than in the afternoon, so this is ideal.

After I am done with my cleaning for the day, I am planning to go to the gym and do some swimming, biking, and jogging. I am training for the Fort Collins Club Triathlon in September. Kinda nervous! It's my first triathlon ever. It's a short one, so it shouldn't be that bad. It's a sprint triathlon. This race involves the following: Swim 450 Yards (in a pool), Bike 13 Miles, Run 3 Miles. Not awful, but indeed worthy of training! I am hoping to accomplish it well, not fast, but finished. I've been slowly training for the last few months and now is time to step up the game and get really serious and focused about it. I am hoping to do some research about what runners should eat. My goal is to complete the Tough Mudder and a half-marathon next summer. I have a year.

The Tough Mudder is an obstacle race that involves some pretty extreme obstacles and challenges. From things like scaling walls and swimming in mud pits to running through electrical wires and carrying heavy things uphill. This is a challenge of mental toughness more than anything else, I believe. I want to believe I can take something like this on and win against it. Beat my own expectations of myself. That's what this entire time is about for me right now. I want to find out who I really am and what my best self can be and do and accomplish. I believe I can do this.

I am also in the process of losing weight that I have spent 10 years accumulating. In the last 5 years, my weight has fluctuated dramatically. I've weighed between 145 and 193 lbs at different times over these past years. It's actually a battle of overcoming mental blocks I have built and the fact that much of my weight gain has been a result of emotional eating. Not cool. I am working to learn the proper place of food (functioning as nutrition, not an emotional filler) and learn that I CAN beat this and I CAN do it. Each day is a new challenge and I am realizing that a lot of the emotions that helped me pack this weight on are going to need to be dealt with in order for me to lose it again. When I reach my first goal, I get to register for a half marathon and the Tough Mudder next year. I am looking forward to that. I feel like it's finally time for me to be the one running my life instead of letting it run me. YEAH!

Provencal Garlic Soup

Cooker: Large oval

Setting and Cook time: LOW for 6-7 hours

Ingredients

8 heads of garlic

2 large yellow onions (I used two smaller white onions from my garden)

6 teaspoons of chicken broth base

84 ounces of water

2 6-ounce cans of tomato paste

2 fresh jalapenos

1 fresh banana pepper

6 tablespoons of olive oil

Crusty bread to serve with it

*My recipe is doubled and edited a bit from the book. They used 6 14-ounce cans of chicken broth, I prefer to use homemade broth or the chicken broth base (Better Than Boullion brand) instead. I also added the jalapenos and banana pepper. We like spicy food and had a couple jalapenos on hand and I picked my first fresh banana pepper from our plant yesterday, so wanted to use it, too. I also thought about using fresh tomatoes instead of the tomato paste and then mixing some flour in for thickening, but I don't have any tomatoes today!

1. Fill a small, deep saucepan with water and bring to a rolling boil. Separate the garlic heads into cloves (leaving the paper on) and toss them into the boiling water. Blanch for 1 minute. Drain the garlic cloves into a colander and rinse under cold running water. Peel with a paring knife and remove stem-end of each clove.

2. Combine the garlic cloves, onion, broth base, water, tomato paste, and peppers in the slow cooker and stir to blend well. Use a wisk to make sure the tomato paste and broth base break down completely. Cover and cook on LOW for 6-7 hours.

3 Puree the soup with an immersion blender or food processor or blender. Before serving, add the olive oil. Serve with hot, crusty bread.

I'll post a picture tonight when it's done. Right now, my house smells divine. We are in the third hour of cooking.

Alright, thanks for reading, I am off to work my body into a triathlon-ready machine. Nerves and all, here I come, athleticism!

Cheers to a birthday without allergies

I went to my garden today and realized that I have sorely neglected it lately. I water it every day, but apparently, right now, it needs much more than a daily dousing. So, I drenched the thing. I spent like 2 hours digging and churning soil so it would moisten all the way through, I filled the trenches I've dug between the rows with water again and again and again. And I planted some new plants!
Most exciting of which is popcorn! I found blue organic popcorn on Amazon.com and decided to give it a go. I am expecting it to grow like regular corn (which I have at about my shoulder height right now just a few feet from where the popcorn has been planted) and then dry out and be harvested about the same time pumpkins are harvested and voila! I will have home-grown popcorn this winter. Tomorrow, I am planning to go out and water it first thing in the morning (6am) and again at night. If I take care of it, I hope it'll take care of us, too. :) It's been a little weird watering it lately because the person we share the house with was worried about the cost of watering. It's not bad, really, and when you plant more costly things (like artichokes, eggplant, tomatoes, tomatillos, peppers, etc), it really pays off. But I don't want to be out there watering all the time if it annoys her. She has the primary access to the back yard, so it's me in her back yard. Oh well, she gets to eat from it, too, and enjoys it, so I should get over it and water my poor garden.

Tomorrow's a new day.

For my birthday this year, my wonderful, sweet husband got both sides of our family together to get me a VitaMix blender (professional series...the thing has a logo that says "Culinary Institute of America" on it...which probably means nothing, but makes me giddy inside just a bit) and a CrockPot slow cooker. Now that I have a slow cooker and realize the emense benefit of it, I can't really understand what I've been up to all this time without one. YAY! I now have the most amazing kitchen in the world. I can make fresh juice, amazing things in the blender, and cook sumptuous meals while I get other stuff done all day. Only one thing holding me back from truly basking in the glow of the new kitchen items.....my juice fast.

Oh, the juice fast lingers on, and every day, I tell myself that this is a two-month (relatively short) period of time in which I am resetting myself and after this is over, I can start living in a healthy, balanced way and enjoy good health. This is how I get through the day. It works.

So far, I have lost almost 20 lbs and have had no allergies this June. For me, that's HUGE. Since high school, every June has become increasingly more challenging. Last year, my birthday was an antihistamine-buzzed blur of sneezing and Jason making lovely plans which I could barely witness or experience through teary eyes, a red (raw) nose, and fits of sneezing that left me needing to sit down. My allergies have historically crescendoed on my birthday. This year, though? Nope!

I had a momentary itch in my right eye for like ten seconds on my birthday. Marked difference. I also decided to go ahead and eat some real food on my birthday. And a day later, I had a day of sneezing and hayfever. It was worth it, of course, but still, notable. So, this juicer has saved June for me. I am back on track with losing weight and have had NO allergies whatsoever in the last day or two since I re-started the juicer. It's amazing to really think about the fact that God gave us fruits and vegetables as food, and He knew that those things would provide our bodies with the ability to maintain optimum health. And we decided to "improve" on those food items and look where it's gotten us. The US has so many allergy problems, so many diet-related health issues, and such pained immune systems. We eat processed this and canned that and freeze-dried those and none of us know the actual source of our food. It makes me really sad.

This summer, I am on a quest to learn where my food comes from and to change the way we eat and begin consuming almost exclusively, only things we can trace to their source. This means a lot more cooking, a lot more legwork for every purchase, and a lot better prices, health, etc. Jason is excited because he has been on his own quest for the best-tasting food. He's found that through elimination of processed foods, and finding the most local, organic, fresh foods, we get the best products. Funny how two different quests lead to the same destination.

Since I am eating just juice, and Jason is being fed mostly fresh fruits and veggies, homemade (not canned) beans, fresh salads, etc, we aren't consuming much that we can't get at our local Farmer's Market in Golden. This week, I'll have to take pictures and post them. It's a beautiful menagerie. Once I am finished with the juice fast in August, I will begin buying milk and eggs and such things from local farmers. I've found a couple of sources for eggs (which I have yet to visit to compare) and am still on the hunt for a good dairy in our area. For me, it's important how the animals are handled, for Jason, it's important that the food is FRESH so it tastes the best. Both things mean finding people here who sell those items. We'll see where that takes me! I am planning to begin making and keeping my own yogurt, mozzarella, cottage cheese, mayonnaise, ketchup, etc. I have the most beguiling things growing in my garden and the hope there is that I'll have enough tomatoes, tomatillos, okra, edamame, corn, peppers, squash, collard greens, etc, to freeze and store over the winter that we can eat from our garden for a decent portion of the year. That means now is crunch time! It's a very back-in-time feeling to be planning to put away the summer's produce for winter when there won't be anything to pick in the garden. It's exciting and fun and a little thrilling. And now I have this incredible kitchen full of things that enable health to the fullest. I am so blessed to have a husband who sees the value in this kind of stuff as much as I do, and who believes in me. He views these appliances as investments in our future. Sweet man.

Food for thought. I am reading Michael Pollan's book, "In Defense of Food," and I am really loving it. A lot of new understanding of food and its relationship to our modern life has come about through my reading. If you're looking for a good read, give it a look. (sorry, no pictures today, I am not that organized)

Construction zone

 The Final Day For This House

 The house across the street is being torn down today. This is the place in some of its final hours. When we first moved into this house, we were hopeful that one day, our neighbor would tear down his house and build something a bit nicer...you know, help us out with our property value just a little. Well, today, our dreams come true! The house is cute, but delapidated. The roof is caving in (even though, oddly, in this picture, everything looks fine), the walls aren't straight, and it's in a general state of poor repair.

This is the same house from my yard. You can see the planters I put in earlier this year. The trailer in their yard (to the left of the house) is where the homeowners will be living until the new house is finished. I think they're planning to move back into their home in just a couple months. They're building a duplex because, apparently, we live in the land of duplex homes. Seriously, almost every house in our neighborhood is a duplex, there are even a few quadruplexes. Our "neighborhood" is more like a zoning nightmare that leaves things up for grabs. We technically fall into three different zoning areas, so none of them claim this space and it is officially zoned as "the country." Some neighbors own chickens, goats, ducks, horses, etc. Some neighbors have chain link fences, some have nice cedar fences, some have picket fences, some houses are mansions, some literally have walls made of tarp. This neighborhood is truly an interesting place. In the past few years, our street has begun to pick itself up. First the house beside us was built--a fancy duplex with nice landscaping, then we began remodeling our house (a process that won't be done for several years as we still have landscaping, replacing of the fence and the house's siding, rebuilding the front and back porches, and adding a carport), and now our neighbor across the street, Keno, is knocking down his home and making his space more presentable. I have hope that this place has a lovely future.

The Garden

This is my garden today. Off to the left of it is my compost bin I purchased through Craigslist for only $50. It is a really nice double-sided composter. Since I am doing a juice fast right now, I am making a lot of compostable waste...you know, the stuff that usually makes your trash stink? Well, throw it outside, layer it with newspaper, cardboard, yard clippings and dead leaves and it doesn't really stink, you have great dirt for next year's garden, and your garbage can ceases its stinking and messiness.

This is my garden a little closer up. I should take a picture with me standing in it some time. You can't really tell from the picture, but the plants are getting absolutely huge! On the right is the corn, next to it is soybeans and okra, then asparagus ferns which won't produce for a couple years. There are tomato baskets (the red things) and between the tomatoes, basil is growing. It's a companion plant for tomatoes. Further left at the back are my artichokes, tomatillos in the front, and then peppers, garlic, onions, lettuce and other greens, and back where you can't see is all of my vines, so cucumbers, zucchini, cantaloupes, watermelons, squash, etc. Beyond the end of the garden are my raspberries and blackberries.

These are my greens from the other end of the garden. Close up, I have kale, then collard greens, then broccoli. In the second row, there is rainbow swiss chard, then lettuce. And between the greens are my carrots. They're thriving! Everything is. I am wildly surprised. I fully expected this garden to grow maybe 25% of what I planted. But everything, with the slight exception of habaneros and a few herbs, are growing rapidly!

This is one of my zucchinis. This plant is currently making about 6 of these beauties. These things grow like a weed in Colorado. I have a really tasty and simple recipe for making them into an appetizer. Then, of course, there are all the zucchini breads and things like that, and it's pretty great in juice, too. Maybe tomorrow I will give a quick run-through of my favorite zucchini recipes. You can never know too many when running a garden in this state!

My raspberries! One of my favorite memories as a kid was going into the raspberry thicket in our back yard and just eating raspberries, then picking rhubarb and sitting in the shade. As a kid, you can fit all the way back in the thicket, so you feel invisible. I planted two raspberry bushes in the hopes that by the time I have kids big enough to hang out in the yard, there will be a thicket worth getting lost in for a while. For now, I have these green little guys waiting for the sun to turn them red and juicy. In a couple years, I also hope to have enough of these to make pies and jams and preserves.

Cantaloupes. Yum! There are flowers all over these bushes. I started them indoors in about March. They're not as big as I would like, so next year, I think I'll start cantaloupes, tomatoes, tomatillos, peppers, celery, carrots, and soybeans indoors in January. Then, they'll be plenty large by June and ready to bear real fruit. This summer, my vines are kinda doomed to a life on the ground, but next year, I hope and plan to get a trellis built so they can climb and the melons can be held in a kind of makeshift hammock made of old shirts and sheets and such. I'll put it on here when I finally get that done.

Lettuce and broccoli. We've had several tasty salads (well, Jason has, I have had LOTS of juice) from the lettuce here. When this is all gone, I plan to put in red lettuce in its place. Having lettuce in the yard is never a bad idea, and the fence we have around our garden is a rabbit fence, so we might as well go crazy growing things.

Fridge Installation Gone Full Construction Zone

New fridge after the battle for installation.
Looks really nice!

Old fridge waiting to be removed

This past weekend, we obtained a new refrigerator. We found a deal through Excel where they'll pay you $50 for an old fridge as long as it still functions, which ours does, but is on it's last leg. So, in a couple hours, Excel is going to come get the fridge and pay us for it. Jason's brother, Jeramyn and his wife, Tamara, have a fridge they wanted to get rid of, so we struck a bargain. In exchange for the fridge (and the work to move it into our apartment), we helped them paint their entry way (and set up/take down scaffolding).
Here's a picture of the old fridge and the new fridge. Old fridge is on the left, new one on the right.

New fridge inside. So much better
for organization!

Old fridge inside. Not many shelves or spaces
for organizing and storing things.

Our old fridge began making these awful "ka-chunk!" sounds whenever the cooling system would turn off and this week, it's developed the trend of whining and making a high-pitch sound. A couple weeks ago, we went to get ice cream out of it and found a tub full of cold mush. It's time for a new presence in our kitchen. This old fridge will get to live a new life somewhere else until it finally gives up the ghost, and we get to be the proud new owners of a previously loved fridge that meets our needs much better!

New freezer! So orderly! I know where
everything is!

Jeramyn standing beside the disassembled
stairs inside our house. This was as
the guys were re-installing the stairs.

The new fridge is the exact size of the space we had available, and a bit larger than our entry way. Jeramyn and Jason ended up taking off the stairs (wooden stairs) in our basement entry way, and removing the doors from the fridge just to get it inside. It took from about 10am until 5pm on Saturday to get the fridge even into our apartment. It was 105 degrees outside and the house was almost as hot inside.

Then, there was the issue of the microwave needing to move 1/8 inch. The fridge fits in its place with no extra give room whatsoever, but the microwave caused some consternation. The picture on the left is as far as we could get the fridge in until we moved the microwave.


See the space here? Crazy, right?











Yeah, the entire microwave was removed twice and re-installed twice just to make space for that little overlap! The fruit of our labor finally paid off with a nice, snug fit between the appliances. The only small issue remaining which needs to be addressed is that the microwave doesn't really want to open well.

The way the hinge opens means it runs into the side of the refrigerator each time it's opened. Some cabinet will have to be shaved off and the microwave moved probably another 1/8 inch to make this a better fit. Luckily, we really don't use the microwave that often, so we have no real rush about that. I am just so excited to have such a system for organizing our food. Bins for everything and even a water dispenser on the door. Aren't we fancy? :)

Outcrafted by my vintage sewing machine

I am probably the luckiest girl I know when it comes to sewing machines. My mom got an awesome new sewing machine a couple years ago and inherited a sweet 1950's Singer Featherweight sewing machine. She decided to give her extra couple of sewing machines away to her daughters. I didn't want to sounds totally greedy, so I bit my lip, but I WANTED that Singer with all my heart. The other one is a Kenmore and it's awesome as well, all made of metal and probably about 20 years old, but the Singer....oh man.

My mom decided to go get both machines all tuned up and fixed up for her daughters and then she decided to give ME the Singer and my sister the Kenmore. I think my sister's pretty happy it turned out that way, too. The Kenmore is a bit more modern, and she's a modern gal. I am vintage to my old fashioned little core.

Here it is!

With it is the pattern I have cut out and am working to make.

Singer Featherweight that has been passed down from my
grandmother to my mom and now to me. Amazing beyond belief.

 At first, I thought a glass of wine just classed up the experience of sewing on such a machine. No I didn't drink the whole bottle, it was an old bottle and I had one (albeit rather full) glass of wine for the evening. The beer was for my husband.
As I continued to tangle myself up in the machine and sew things to the machine itself, the wine became more important for me not going crazy. What do you do when a machine that is so beautiful will not perform. To add salt to the wound, the company that tuned it up included a little strip of stiff cloth with it that had neat rows of stitches to prove the thing worked. Just not for me yet.

Here is the maddening path of the thread.

First look is not so bad...

 Still alright, yes?

 Stunning little machine!! Wind on little thread.

 And ready to make a first stitch to draw up the thread, right?

 Wrong!

Not sure how well you can see this, but the thread is hopelessly tangled. My bobbin is sending thread out at the right time, and sometimes I can even catch it and send it on up to the platform above. Nice, right?

Well, but it is taking the thread from the top and winding it around the outside compartment of the bobbin and making a mess. The thread breaks and the piece of fabric is sewn to the machine. SAD!

Drink a sip of wine, and carry on.

Doesn't get any better. I have decided to look on the internet for tutorials for how to help this machine and have dumped the contents of its box onto the floor to look for a user's manual, ha!

 No dice.

This mess keeps happening and I used basically the entire bobbin.

As I went to look at the sewing directions, I felt instantly insulted by the fact that it's called "Simplicity" and I can't seem to figure out the machine, let alone see if I can assemble the skirt (whose directions might as well be written in Gaelic for all the sense they make to me).

I have this image in my head of myself as a person who's pretty much home-made, if you know what I mean. Not like, sheltered and never gets out of the house, but like "Oh that's a really cute outfit," "Oh thanks, I made my jacket and found the scarf at a second-hand store. Want to come over later and pick raspberries and have homemade yogurt?"

I would never make such dumb conversation, but you know what I mean. Eat from my garden, make some of my own clothes, find things at antique stores, and put flowers on the table from my yard. (Also, being a person who makes her own wine would be pretty sweet) But the foibles with the sewing machine have instilled doubt in my heart.

There's the insultingly-named pattern and the lovely machine that will make me really cute clothes. The machine has all those amazing little clicks and things that make it sound really, I don't know, authentic. Anyone notice in the background that the glass of wine has gotten a bit more empty from my trials with the sewing machine...yeah.

After another sip of wine, I threw my hands in the air and decided to go to my kitchen. I found a tutorial online for how to grow a pineapple, but I didn't have my pot of soil prepared, so I stuck the top in water...which I learned is a bad idea. It molded today. The pineapple did have roots and things like the tutorial said it would. They were smaller on this pineapple and I am guessing it's because the poor thing was fairly green. Better luck next time.

I also decided that we would try growing avocado seeds. I've done it before, but have never had the space or time to turn them into plants. This time is different. We've eaten a ton of avocados lately because they've been dirt-cheap, so we had a TON of seeds on the counter and I decided to try making 4 of them into a plant; I figure, one HAS to work. We shall see. I changed the water in them today and will show you if I get plants.

After exercising my thumbs of unknown color, I decided to bake something. Bran muffins sounded good. I used a generic "All Bran" box recipe and added dried dates and currants and went without the egg substitute (used a whole egg instead) and without the nuts. They were good!
Then I saw the amazing lavender chocolate my husband bought me a few days ago. We love lavender. At our wedding, we had our guests throw dried lavender instead of rice or bird seed, and now we're hooked for life on lavender. We've tried lots of different kinds of lavender chocolate and candies and such. This was by far the best we have had. The lavender was very distinct, but not overpowering. YUM. We found it at the register at Cost Plus World Market. If you like lavender at all, get this, it's amazing.

After a piece of lavender chocolate and another sip of wine, I went back to the machine, finished the glass of wine and gave up on a skirt for the night.

If I find a decent tutorial about how to fix my present conundrum, I'll let you know.

Happy Saturday to you!

Garden Time!

As a combined effort to avoid over-processed foods with mystery sources and a desire to do something productive with my yard, I am going to have a garden this summer. We're also in the process of making a spreadsheet (yes, Dad, if you're reading, I said spreadsheet) that helps us find Farmer's Markets throughout the summer (and winter, there are some excellent winter Farmer's Markets). I figure, we should be able to eat local pretty much all summer.

This is my garden when it was a dream, really a figment of everyone's imagination. My parents came to help put this baby in place. That's them in my enormous back yard in the figment of a garden. The garden goes here mostly because the corner to the right of what you can see has some trees that we plan to tear out, and we also buried my dear childhood dog, Allee, in that area, not a great place for gardening, ya know? The tricky part about the south side of the yard is the shadow you can see running the length of the yard. As the season goes on, I think this shadow will shrink a bit as the sun begins to move a little differently in the sky, but we still accounted for the shade in the digging of the garden.

These are some of the things I've planted by now. The green things are herbs mostly: thyme, basil (x2 because it is so yummy), hot oregano, chocolate mint, and a goji plant for indoors. The other two green things are asparagus plants. I guess these guys take 2-3 years to get to where they produce asparagus, but once they start, they are unstoppable. They'll grow for like 20 years. Hope everyone loves asparagus! Then, I planted some bulbs of garlic, elephant garlic and onions. I also planted some carrots I started inside several weeks ago. Hope those babies make it! They said they were alright in this zone at this time of year. Oh, and there's also rhubarb in there. An all-time favorite of mine. And for those of you wondering, yes, I can count...most of the time.

What do you attack such a garden with? Well, I would like to tell you we used a tiller, but being broke, we did not buy or rent one. We don't even have a lawn mower right now... Anyway, back on topic, we (my dad, actually, as shown in the picture) used a pickaxe. My dad did most of the breaking of ground, my mom and I did a lot of the shoveling and weeding. With a yard that's pretty much a blank slate (as seen above), there's not much in your way but weeds. They were impressively established having gone years without being challenged, but they eventually gave way. The wood lying on the ground is from the fence breaking in the wind. It is going to need to be replaced this summer. Our house is a constant project that we love very much and are also hard-pressed to keep up with right now. We're always gettting a little further in things, but it's so old and hasn't been really cared for in so long, it's a lot to bring back up to speed.

There's Jason, my husband, and mys sister, Kirsten finishing the tilling. Her dog, Saoirse really enjoyed the yard. After the garden was in, she seemed to particularly enjoy barreling through the poor new garden. She's a rescue pet, can we blame it on that? Probably not, she's just a dog. The garden is starting to shape up in this photo. You can see the difference between the garden and the weed-yard we keep. Some day, we envision sod and REAL landscaping, but I am getting ahead of myself, as you can see. This is today and this is phenomenal progress. Day by day.

 One last piece of grass/weeds to remove. We'll probably have a lot of weeding to do this season, but it's alright. Gotta start somewhere. I planted a garden in Bissau. It's a photo in an earlier blog on here. I was tending those poor seeds until my last day on the continent. Apparently, they have indeed sprouted. I just need to call someplace home, so this is it. I am growing my own food in my yard this year. Maybe next year, I'll try a winter garden. I hear those can be extremely successful, and besides, how rewarding would it be to still be eating food from your garden in December?

 It's all tilled and the plants are ready to go where they are meant to be. I'll get you some pictures of my indoor makeshift herb garden some time soon as well. I bought a few more things for it today. It's seriously absurd that for the price of a container of an herb at the store, you can buy an entire plant, and if you care for it properly, you'll have those herbs for a long time. Genius, I say. I also am amazingly fanatical about perennials. How brilliant is it that even in Colorado, things can live through the winter and make more fruit and such the next year?!

This is me planting the first thing. Anyone who knows me well won't be surprised that it was garlic. I just adore garlic. I have been hearing tales that garlic shoots are a thing worth noshing, and can't wait to have them growing in my own yard.

Root part down, pointy part to the sky, about a few inches deep and voila, garlic.

To the left is the garlic going into the ground. Um, yes!!!! I am intrigued to know how to pick garlic and how one clove turns into an entire harvest and all that. The elephant garlic was planted as one clove (yes, that is ONE clove) and the others were to be planted as an entire head of garlic all together. Wonder what's going to happen. Will we get one head of garlic per thing planted? I certainly hope it somehow multiplies. Just ONE garlic would be kinda disappointing for this kind of work.

There it is all lovely in the ground and about to be buried. Later, it will hopefully be like 10 heads of garlic that are eager to be eaten! One can dream. It seems like garlic farmers would go out of business if you needed an entire head of garlic to get one in return. Surely, there's better stuff to come than that.

This is the garlic securely in place and the asparagus waiting to be planted. Those things will turn into an entire BED of asparagus. Again, I totally don't get it. Those plants look NOTHING like asparagus, and they also look nothing like photos you see of growing asparagus. I am guessing that's the miracle God performs in the dirt. This wispy thing turns into a stalky enjoyable food item. Side note: I have been much in love with asparagus of late. I want it all the time. There's something satisfying in eating those green spears. They're tender and flavorful. Yum. What's your favorite veggie?  

 Oh, to completely take a tangent here, those hands belong to my sister, and she is consuming a San Pellegrino Limonata. It's like sparkling lemonade, except amazing in every way. It's made with real lemons and tastes like summer in a can of goodness. Drink some. You will be glad you did.

My sister helping me plant a row of onions. We talked about the value of having rows of things with trenches beside them for the water to go in. Who knew it was so funny that the garden is laid out this way. My dad has always used a hoe to dig the trenches, and he did this time as well. Then, you kind of make a furrow (seeds don't get planted that deep anyway) in the top of the mound and put the seeds in and then close it back up. I really enjoyed having my dad and mom there to help me with my first garden. Some of my best memories growing up were of being in the garden with them during the summer.

There it is after an entire day's work. The lumps closest to the camera are for asparagus and garlic, the rows have carrots and onions, and out of your view is the rhubarb. It later got moved because it needed more sunlight and is now quite a happy plant. This is a good day's work, and was lots of fun. I have high hopes for this little plot of land and hope to show bountiful pictures of the products. If not, maybe it will at least be entertaining. Since taking this photo, I have added rainbow swiss chard, kale, and collard greens to the garden.

Fun is in the dirt!



I'd love to know any new tips on gardening that you have. I am a newbie and am seeking wisdom. I will show you my indoor garden next time!