History of my Garden
Gardening is something that has been part of about my whole life. But it wasn't until the spring of 2020 when the world went nuts that I got very serious about it. Way back in 2004 when we moved into our newly built house, we had no landscaping whatsoever. A blank slate. There was a row of little pine trees with a couple of blue spruce in a line down our road. And some scraggly Chinese elms. And that was it. I'll try to find a picture. Our oldest garden here. Photo taken today. That summer, I went to our local greenhouse the day it closed in my husband's pickup. Why did I do that? I still don't remember because we had agreed that this was not the year to start a garden. I remember that I didn't know it was the last day they were open for the season. Greenhouses here in our town close in the middle of June. And for us in zone 5b, that is really early. Because late frosts can take us all the way to June to even get started planting. That was the case this year. But I