John and I have been married almost 46 years. Every summer
we’ve tried to grow something we could eat. Our first garden was a potato patch
outside our basement apartment window; a colossal failure, but we learned a
lot. We’ve grown veg and herbs in patio pots when we didn’t have any actual
soil of our own. Space was always our biggest concern. Not this year. Half of
this year’s garden was sweet corn. We had a wonderful crop, but it was all ripe
the very same week. We planted a few more tomatoes than necessary, and were
quickly overrun with cherry toms. The Japanese eggplant and zucchini were
awesome: not too much or too little. This year’s peppers were the biggest, most
beautiful ever. But our sorry pumpkin plants produced nothing but spindly
vines. Next year, we plan to plant corn in phases, do fewer cherry tomatoes,
and maybe pray over the pumpkins.