Today’s “Simple Abundance” entry is named: The Gourmet Victory Garden. I got excited at the word “gourmet.” Prematurely.
Surprise Surprise. Ms. Sarah Ban Breathnach was talking about a vegetable garden. The kind you grow yourself.
After finding out that I was going to give this “Simple Abundance” journey yet another try, a friend of mine wrote me, and said: “I still have my crayons and craft supplies from when I went through the book years ago, and the author encouraged me to tap into my creative side.” Well when is it going to be the crayon month ’cause I’ve about had it with the nature shit month.
I don’t garden. I’ve already stressed this. But I do have a vegetable garden in my backyard.
Don’t look at me, I didn’t put it there. I have two cats and there are several more in the neighbourhood. What do you think that garden gets used for?….right? right? So it’s not just me.
Wayne, le husband, is the one who gardens. He plants one every year. Every single year. And every single year, when it comes harvest time and he plunks all of his loot on my counter top, he wonders why I look grossed out. And every single year, I say: “I’m not eating any of that.” And every single year, I have to go into the speech about the cats and where cats… poop.
Wayne: They do not poop in the garden.
me: Yes, they do.
Wayne: Have you ever seen them do it?
me: Oh sure, you know, when I’m standing sentry by the onions.
me: No, I’ve never seen them do it. But they do.
Wayne: Well, I’m in there diggin’ all the time, and I’ve never seen any poop.
…ok, that’s enough. I just like the word ‘poop’. Potty mouth makes me hugely popular with my kids.
But I’m not going to trash talk gardens and gardeners. In the spirit of finding enjoyment in the simple things, I took a few pictures today.