One garden job I am not particularly fond of is thinning. I am not sure if it is because it is tedious. But probably not, as I enjoy many forms of tedious handwork such as embroidery and knitting. Perhaps I don't enjoy it because I have to make constant decisions; shall this plant stay or go, how far apart shall I leave the little shoots, and the big one ~ each plant I pull means certain death. Now that last reason truly doesn't make a lot of sense because we are growing the vegetables to eat anyway right? But in another way I am denying that little plant the opportunity to become all it can be. Oh, probably I am philosophizing way too much about these little plants of mine.
I have been enjoying having the littles in the garden with me this year. Even Abraham, at two, seems to understand which plant to weed and which to let grow to provide food for us.
After some quick instruction by his sister Sarah, who is the supreme weeder in our family, he has been doing a terrific job of weeding.
Finally, we brought in many truck fulls (read moving back seat forward in our old Suburban, putting a tarp down and piling the compost on top of the tarp) of beautiful composted manure - wonderful black stuff. Well several weeks ago I noticed something from the squash family growing in the middle of my unplanted garden. I just knew it was meant to be there and there was no way I would pull it out.
This is what it looks like now, but it is still a mystery... such fun to wait and see what it will produce.
Warm wishes, Tonya