When we were kids in Texas me and my brothers and sisters planted a garden. It was a hot spring that year, I was only ten or so but I remember so well being excited for the watermelon that I hoped would grow. And grow it did, with the help of a soaker hose, the little melons were able to grow to the size of an egg. Then a blistering heat made it’s way through, and our poor melons withered and died.
Looking back I realized the soil was poor, we didn’t fertilize at all. How could it produce like the delightful blackberries that commanded the fence less than ten feet away? I honestly still know nothing about gardening. Maybe that’s a lie- I’ve learned a lot here recently. But most of my knowledge I got from Jessy.
This summer marks our fourth year being married, next month actually. In those four years we moved a lot, for one reason or another. Now we are back where it all started, (again) In Atoka Oklahoma. And as much as I want to get away from this place, as much as I long to live in the beautiful Oregon that I visited and fell in love with, I have decided that there’s absolutely no way I’m moving with my debt haunting me.
I’m moving with a clean slate. My repo will not haunt me anymore and my student loan will be gone. Our car will be paid off, and my credit cards as well. I will not reach my dream only to have it shattered and crushed by the burden I tow.
So since we are going to be here until I pay this debt, in our cute little house whose water heater could be a bit bigger, we went ahead and planted a garden. We germinated our seeds, then lost those germinated seeds to a jerk dog who likes to tear up hard work (the second year in a row she’s done this by the way. Jerk.). Then we took the plunge and bought a few plants that had already been started. Awesome idea.
We tilled the soil with a motorized tiller (Jessy’s family always has random machinery, if you ever need to use anything like a giant air pressure tank check there), and discovered how rocky and claylike the soil was. This soil is TERRIBLE. But for some reason, maybe the shade trees, and the fertilizing, and the watering, life found a way. And our garden grew! And now we have:
squash when the rabbits don’t eat them
broccoli that got too hot and flowered
cucumbers that we could have sworn were zucchini
One random carrot that managed to survive
Corn that probably won’t grow in time cause we planted them late
Oh and jalapeños that I don’t eat cause spicy
And I love it. The idea that you can step out back instead of going to the overpriced country store with moldy produce. And the plants produce ALOT. Way more than I would have thought they would.
Next year we have plans. Big plans. Like renting a bobcat, digging out a foot and a half of dirt in our garden plot, and replacing the soil with something not so rocky and claylike. We plan on being more organized with our planting, and actually marking what we have. And doing something about the rabbits (sorry animal lovers but I think tuck needs some fur boots).
These are our plans, what are yours?