It’s just dirt, stupid.

It’s taken three years to finally get my garden groove. Now that we are in our new house, and likely not going anywhere for at least TEN YEARS, I can plan my scheme to “save money and be healthy” by growing some of our own produce because it’s just dirt, stupid. (That’s what I tell myself when I feel overwhelmed by it).

Now, this isn’t going to be one of those magical gardens you pin where everyone in the family composts and we use rain barrels (yet). But I hope it will put a dent in our grocery bill and help me create a supply of herbal remedies and gifts.

Here’s what in seed pots right now:

Tomato – Brandywine	Bell Peppers	Parsley	Onions – Parma	Muellein
Tomato – Yellow Pear	Tomato – San Marzano	Cilantro	Onions – Ruby	Hyssop
Licorice	Nasturtium	Dwarf nasturtium	Calendula	Marigolds
Johnny Jump-Ups	Chamomile	Echinacea	Feferfew	Lemon Balm
Marsh Mallow	Spinach	Sage	Nettles	Chard
Tomatillo	Tomato – Mr Stripey	Cayenne	Broccoli	Mints

New Sq Foot Garden, North facing along fence.

This is only ONE THIRD of the seeds I purchased last year from Urban Garden, Seed Savers Exchange, and Mountain Rose Herbs. There are a handful I can’t plant until after Tater comes (because handling the plant could be problematic to the pregnancy), and others can be direct-sow (like squash, corn, melons).

Using GrowVeg.com, I was able to plot out the area we have alocated for this mayhem. Though, if none of my fruit trees survive the Polar Vortex, #Raspocalypse 1, 2, or 3, I may have more area to grow.

Garden helper getting her dirt on.

Who doesn’t like scooping and patting dirt? At least she didn’t eat it this year.

Just a few more seeds to plant. And garden soil to buy. More to come (hopefully) on this project.