Hi There!!
My name is Annette (Hi, Annette), and I am delighted to provide a guest post for Angie this weekend. I'm the author of
Weighty Matters, and a lifelong foodie... okay, not a "foodie" per se, except in the sense that, well, I like food and I like to eat.
But to be honest, I never cared much about where it came from other than my cabinet, or the grocery store shelf.... until recently, that is. I want the best possible food to go into my body to fuel it, and I love a good bargain too. Sometimes I luck out with both, and other times.... well, in most cases, the wallet trumps all.
And there's nothing I love more than good quality fresh fruits and vegetables. I don't think we appreciate just how lucky we are here to have so many ways to get them: not only from local farms and farmers' markets, but so many backyards! For many years now, we've gardened a piece of a community plot. Heck, the last couple of years, it's just been Daddy farming it. Sadly, for the last few years, it's been hit-or-miss. We had a bumper crop of crookneck squash one year, and the next..... nearly nothing.
So after last year, he made the decision to let it lie fallow this year. And he has so far, with plans to fertilize in the fall, turn it under, let the winter do its thing, fertilize again in early spring and turn again and hopefully by late spring, it will be ready to do its magic. But I have been jonesing for some fresh veggies... what to do, what to do? Plant my own, in containers.
Darn that store, where they had the little tomato-growing-kit. They started the whole thing rolling - you can see them in the first picture, in the rectangular box. That was May 13. And the next picture is fr

om May 25......
I have a whole slew of them -- please feel free to browse around at the pictures here:
May 11 Album and
May 25 album (oh, the dog? he grows, but trust me, we aren't giving him any extra fertilizer!!)
And in the meantime, you're always welcome to visit
Weighty Matters, where I tend to pontificate at great length.... :) but always with a wry, dry, sly sense of humor! And thanks to Angie again for this opportunity!