Food actually growing

Let us ignore for a while (quite a long while – a week, perhaps) the fact that the area of the garden I’ve been talking about rototilling ever since my return in order to turn it into a raised vegetable patch still looks like this.


Instead, let us celebrate the fact that, with the use of my very own shovel, Pat’s borrowed wheel barrow and quite a lot of sweat, this afternoon I turned this

into this


Yes, food actually growing in the garden. Cherry tomatoes to be eaten in the summer. Squash for the autumn. (I make no reference to the red pepper plant. Having failed dismally in all previous efforts to get a single red pepper off a plant, I'm not going to get excited about this one until it puts out.)

Okay, no, I didn’t grow them from seeds, buy, hey, one step at a time, eh?

Next step, next week, is to borrow Kelly’s “lady sized” rototiller.

Then I have to figure out what to use for soil in these imaginary raised beds of mine. Must ask Sally and Jamie where they get their top soil.

Oh, yes, and what am I actually going to build the beds with? Sounds like a trip to the Arbutus lumber yard – assuming no luck at GIRO, where I may actually be able to find some donated planks.