Wednesday, July 31, 2013
For the first time in nine years, we didn't plant a big vegetable garden this summer. The traveling dictated that and it felt weird at first.
We are fortunate, however, to have many friends that garden and sell at local farmer's markets. This past Sunday we heard a motor pulling closer to our house and looked out the window to see our neighbors on their tractor pulling a cart full of just picked produce. They insisted we take all that we wanted and to visit their garden anytime to get more.
My husband and I take great satisfaction in growing food. But the weirdness of not growing it ourselves this year has been replaced with deep gratitude for friends that keep us so beautifully fed.
It's been both a lesson in gratitude and cutting myself a break.
Labels: gardening or greenhouse