Garden

 Last fall we started talking about a garden here.  I'm not sure what anyone else envisioned, but I just want a space to grow some grazing food.  I like to go out and just pick a mater and eat it.  Or a cucumber.  Or beans off the vine.  

We don't have a rototiller.  I don't want to pay someone to come rototill a small space for a grazing garden.  So I decided that a raised bed or two would be good.  Roommate loved the idea and thought we needed four four by eight beds.  Well that is a lot of garden space.  And she said she had a friend who could get us the lumber for cheap and we could build them ourselves.  

Time moved on and it was getting time to start some process.  I've heard nothing more from the household except dismay when I thought about buying a house in Indiana because we were going to have a garden.  Someone on Facebook was looking for raised beds and some woman said she made them.  So I messaged her and asked for the price.  $80 for two three by sixes.  Perfect.  I bought two.  That could still be one too many but we will see. 

So I have been mowing and getting ready for the beds.  Pat said I needed to make sure to round up by the fence because we won't be able to mow or weed eat once the garden grows.  So yesterday I did that and moved the last sheet of plywood.  Beds are in place and now waiting for dirt. Planting will have to wait until after the next trip to Indiana.  But I'm ready to rock.  And obviously the garden is mine.