Our Garden

This post will officially make me sound like a granny, but I don't care because we have a garden!  Woot!  Brent grew up on a fairly large piece of property and has always been determined to at least grow tomatoes in our yard every year.  Each spring, he'll come home with a few large plants and stuff them in the ground. I'll acknowledge it with an eye-roll or two, but am always amazed when the bush actually produces a tomato.

He constantly talks about wanting to plant more stuff too.  I've never really responded in a supportive manner, only because I just didn't get it.  We're not farmers.  We don't own a pig.  But this year, when he tossed half-a-dozen seed packets in the buggy at the store, I looked at him like he was ridiculous, sighed, and bought them anyway knowing fully well that nothing was going to grow.  They weren't even actual plants.

But wouldn't ya know... only a few weeks later, we had baby veggie plants!  And now?  They're huge!  We still don't have any actual vegetables, but I am in complete shock that the seeds did in fact grow into something.  Who would have thought that those seed packet things actually worked!?  I always saw them as a waste of money for kids who wanted to play pretenzies with their fake little watering cans.  Cucumber seeds?  Seriously?  Dude, if you want to eat a cucumber, they are on aisle 5.  Already grown.  And you don't have to do any work.

Until this year, I honestly thought you most likely had to live on a farm with tilled up planting beds and big farm looking equipment to grow a vegetable in your yard.  I'm fully admitting excessive stupidity here, but planting edible things in our backyard in suburbia was nothing our family participated in.  Another reason why Brent makes me better.  Here are some pics of our plants and I'm proud.

Pumpkin.  The kiddos are responsible for these!

Kale

Jalapenos

Tomatoes

Cucumber or zucchini - we can't remember.

Mint

Dill.  (Trying to be artsy with my macro setting.)