The Ogden Community Garden: Planting a Seed


| 4/29/2010 5:08:56 PM


Tags: Gardening, Community garden,

A photo of Jenn NemecI never thought it would be possible for me to be excited about a community garden. Planting a seed and watching it grow had never been high on my list. I was always looking forward to the next thing, never wanted to wait for anything. (Never my mind on where I was, what I was doing.) The theme of this year has been patience, however, and I've suddenly found that the time it takes for a seed to sprout and become viable feels much shorter than it did in my misspent youth.

Sunflower starts I planted.

I think part of my problem has been my perceived black thumb. Mountain Woman and I have things in common – not the least of which is, how did she say it? “There are those of us who know everything we touch turns brown. ... I walk into a nursery and plants shrivel as soon as I glance their way.” There was at least one incident in grade school with a plant in a Dixie cup, and probably another with a potato or an avocado seed.

Sunflower starts

And then there was the fuchsia. I still mourn the fuchsia just a little. I was living with my grandmother during graduate school, and the sweet guys I was working for part-time bought me the most gorgeous fuchsia for Secretary's Day (we still called it that back then). They knew me well enough not to hand me a bouquet of posies, but ... instead they picked out a touchy plant to give me. Lucky for the fuchsia, my grandmother took charge of it. I swear that plant had a more detailed social calendar than any human: a light misting first thing in the morning in the breakfast nook, then tea on the porch from 10 to 11:30, then back inside for cooler indirect sunlight during the midday heat – you get the idea. I swear it survived for years in a hanging basket in our living room. Then Grandma went into the hospital for about 10 days, and it was about day 6 before I remembered the fuchsia. It was brown and dead by the time I got to it. My fate as a black thumb seemed sealed.

Ogden Garden before we started

veronica
5/21/2010 8:10:49 AM

Your fuchia story reminded me of something I did when I was a kid. My grandma had a beautiful clematis on the porch in a big ole pot. Well I took to spraying it with weed killer so nothing would get in there and make it sick.....Do I need to say how it died a slow and painful death? Well tanning my hide doesn't cover it. Turns out she had nursed that plant for like 10 years and I killed it. So I had to go buy her a new one. Darned if it didn't grow and bloom like crazy for 15 years, when she moved. You know maybe that is why I hate round up so much, it makes your butt hurt!


K.C. Compton
5/5/2010 4:58:49 PM

Yeah, and now for the rest of the story. We have large clods of dirt all the way down the corridor from where someone who shall remain nameless worked in the garden and then came inside with mud on his boots. But hey, at least the garden is coming together and looking quite garden-like, albeit completely whipped by the wind. Reminds me of when I lived in Wyoming and the wind would blow 40 mph for two weeks straight. I ended up planting tomatoes and basil in large containers and moving them around my yard on a dolly to position them out of the wind and in the sun as much as possible. This year, I'm sticking with herbs in pots, and one container of cherry tomatoes. --KC


Pam_6
5/4/2010 11:41:49 AM

Hi Jenn, I think you will do just fine with the gardening. You know practice makes perfect. Then... come on down this way to practice some more! I can always use an extra weed puller. We have a huge garden going on with plans to freeze, can, and preserve. Good luck with the garden. Have a great day. Gafarmwoman Pam Life on a Southern Farm





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