Mark's mom sent him home with about 24 strawberry plants when he and the girls visited with them last week. The berries impending death if not planted quickly was finally the thing to get him to build our first garden box. Just watching he and Lily water the plants the other day made me feel all warm and fuzzy. Although constantly chasing the dog out of the box does not. Last time we had a strawberry pot we had a bit of trouble with that dog and I'm hoping we can keep her from eating the whole crop this year.
Today he's building a few more so we can plant the rest of our garden. We're planning two four-foot square boxes and in them are aiming for a wide variety of yummy things for the table. My ambitious little plots shall hold (in addition to the plot purely for berries) the following:
winter and summer squash
sugar snap peas
and various green leafys
I know, it's like a crazy woman plan. But I have to believe that my black thumb, aided by the husband and eager little girls, can turn green in one year. Tell me it's possible. No seriously, SAY IT.
I'll report back.