How Our Garden Grows

That’s not grass

We all thought our lawns were dead.Our dead looking grass and spot for the new garden They resembled straw more than having ever been green grass. I almost hated to play with my dog in the backyard. Her nails would fling chunks of the light, yellow grass in the air.Our beautiful green garden

How dry was it?

I’m not sure how far below the normal rainfall we got last year, but I know the drought of ‘05 was tough on North Texas. I’ve never bought into the ‘global warming’ theory. Everything has a cycle. We had numerous grass fires in North Texas this last winter, caused by the lack of rain and dry vegatation. But, it is a cyclical thing. Nature takes care of itself. I’m sure there were raging grass fires that no one cared about hundred of years ago. We just don’t like them now, because they might burn down our house.

The rains finally did come this Spring and we are back on track with rainfall and lake levels being where they should be. And the grass? Came right back to life.

Plant a Garden

In anticipation of Spring’s new growth, I dug up about a 10′ x 10′ section of the backyard probably 6 weeks ago and planted a garden. We’re all really psyched about our pending crop harvest. We will surely have more than we can eat, so our neighbors and co-workers will have to help us. I won’t be buying peppers from Walmart all summer I hope. Here’s the rundown of what we have coming:

My first job (at 12 kids!) was working in the neigbors 100+ acre farm. I’ve got fond memories of the big garden we had at our house (in Ohio) as well as my grandparents. This is the first time for my wife to experience the difference that a vegetable fresh from your own garden tastes like.

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