Loving this article by my dear friend K., who's not only raising two kids with her husband, M., but also a throng of plants and vegetables. I've watched her garden (more like small farm!) evolve from its first seed forward and the results are thrilling! Editor / writer / wife & mother / garden ninja / cook extraordinaire -- K.'s my own personal superhero! Following is a bit of her testimony at Offbeat Mama:
When I was 15 years old I landed my first job working in a greenhouse. At the time I wanted to become an ethnobotanist and I just knew this was the perfect first step in my brilliant career. Instead, all I did was get dirty. In March, when it was barely spring, there were hyacinths to coax in their cold, dark cave. June found me misting hundreds of tomato plants, their stems and leaves staining my hands and leaving them pleasantly scented for days. In the heat of August I irrigated a sea of fall chrysanthemums on a blazing black tarp. I loved every minute of it....
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