I've been thinking about my garden and greenhouses and whether I would miss them. I started them in the first place because I like gardening and was very rewarded by watching stuff grow. Then I got caught up in liking the fact that I was producing much of my own food and that I knew it was organically grown. And I liked giving it away.
But now I'm thinking about when Angela moves out, which she will eventually, and how I have a freezer full of food from the garden that would take me forever to eat by myself. Do I want to put all that energy into that activity from now on. I could just do it to give it away to friends and the food bank. Or I could plant less or none at all and just live here without doing the gardens. I think that would be hard for me to do and it seems like a waste of all the beds I've built. So the train is taking my thoughts to the idea that maybe it's time for someone younger with a family to feed to have the gardens.
I guess I need to walk around in the garden and see how I really feel.
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