Homegrown Tastes Better

We must confess. This year our garden has taken a backseat in our priority list. But, my husband's planting of raspberries, two years ago, has blossomed and we have hundreds of them now. So bring on the raspberry recipes. (Sort of kidding, since I just love eating them by the handfuls- untouched by any cooking process.)

This year we've committed ourselves to more organic produce and more "clean" foods. That doesn't mean you won't see us at the local pub from time to time having a fry- but for the most part we've developed an eating lifestyle that feels better, healthier.

The beauty of gardening is that you don't need acres of space. Many people do it in large bins or tubs. And, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to make it work. I have no green thumb but I look up what I need to know and wing the rest. Some times I win (like last years tomato crops) and sometimes we don't (like the time we didn't know that zucchini would require the ENTIRE space of the garden). But, the learning piece is part of the beauty of gardening. We slow down on learning new things as we age- and we shouldn't. It's not good for our brains and overall health.

Gardening is also good for the soul. It makes me think back to my ancestors and the work they often did in their fields and on their farms. It offers me a connection. Not to mention, its a great break from the ordinary chores we find ourselves doing. And, some people find it therapeutic to dig with their bare hands in the dirt. I'm one of them. (Although in my current state I can't really bend over to do this well.)

My basil, rosemary, tomatoes and raspberries taste better than any I could buy in the market. And, I know what went into and on them. I invite my friends over to pick from our garden often. One of our dearest friends plans to come by tomorrow to pick some fresh basil for a salad she's taking to a potluck dinner. That sharing feels good too.

Garden for your health, your community and your connection to days gone by.

Happy gardening.