Zac and I made it out to plant the garden this weekend. I had high hopes. I fully expected that this garden would be just beautiful, like the hillside gardens we saw in Italy. Like this.
Not so much. We had lots to plant. Zac went with me to Menards and I planned on picking up a couple little plants. Shoulda known better. He picked like 6 different kinds of peppers and all kinds of herbs, then told me he didn't wanna help plant them. He's that ridiculous. I made him anyway. We started off by re-tilling the whole thing again. Then we raked it kinda smooth to start.
Our hills of potato, row of onion, and hill of zucchini/squash. Then our ridiculous number of pepper plants.Everything got a good long soak with the sprinkler after this. I'm excited. I've not planted my own garden before, well, other than a planter of herbs. I'm not sure I did it all right. We had too much and I laughed hard when Zac decided the rest of the seeds should be thrown about the edges of the garden since I had no real plan anyway. He just loves to make fun of me. Regardless, I believe that it wall all turn out ok anyway. Mom kept yelling that my squash was too close to the melons and that the flavors would cross, but oh well. I am pumped about it! Here's to hoping that my garden will make enough veggies to be able to feed Zac and I. If not, I'm only out about $30 and it was fun. Then again, we will see how much fun I think it is when I have to weed it!