Gardens.  Do you have one?  I dream of one.  Almost every year since moving to Phoenix I’ve tried to grow something.  It should go without saying that the poor plants need to be watered but I get busy and forget.  So last year I had raised beds put in with a drip system.  But now I’ve gotten so busy that I haven’t planted anything or even finished filling them up with soil yet!  Someone recently came over and asked if those were where I buried the bodies.  Now there’s a good idea – but I’m only kidding!

I remember always having a garden growing up.  We lived in Los Angles and we had what I remember to be a huge garden!  Dad planted every fruit tree you could think of – lemons, orange, grapefruit.  Mom planted zucchini and yellow squash.  Lots of tomatoes and merigolds and zinnias.  I remember you had to walk up a couple steps to get up to the garden.  I remember other gardens from other houses as well but that is the one I remember the most.

My grandma had a small garden when I was growing up too.  She grew lots of things but I remember the lemon cucumbers!  She would come out to pick things and bring a knife with her so she could cut up pieces for us, yes without washing them!  The horror!  Since she didn’t use chemicals it was probably all good but if not it could explain a few things…

So I will be working building a garden for the fall.  Sadly there are too many things going on between now and the fall.  I would love to know if you have a garden or at least grow herbs.

These pictures were taken from a recent trip to New York and the Union Square Greenmarket.  Tell me what you grow at your house, I really want to know!

Heather