I’m a 67 year old, black woman who left being a business executive in the SF Bay Area 14 years ago to live in very rural Montana. My one child, which I had at 42 has both Tourette’s Syndrome and Aspergers. I’m loving life right now.
Life From the Ground Up
The soil has been amended and tilled. The smell of freshly worked earth is a turn on to me. I eagerly await the day Mother Nature allows me to create my annual masterpiece, my vegetable gardens. I’ve pretty much designed the layout in my head over the winter, taken into consideration crop rotation patterns. Sitting cross legged in the warm earthiness, I go over the rules as vegetables are a bit like high school girls. Potatoes do not like tomatoes. Potatoes don’t like cucumbers. Do not plant beans with onions or beets (I love me some beets). Beans love carrots. Beets love onions and potatoes. Tomatoes love carrots and peas. Beans and cucumbers are not friends. Carrots and onions do well together. Those are the basics and there are more rules. Sounds complicated, but the rules shape the architecture of the gardens.
Preparing my Vegetable Gardens
The big sky is barely light, the morning young. My sidekick, Harvey Bean is eager to get outside to do his business, chase gophers and deer and try to fly after the pheasant, geese and assorted birds picking at morning breakfast bugs. Harvey Bean is a 75 lb. labradoodle, just a year and a half and doesn’t quite understand that he can’t fly like the birdies that distance themselves from him. He turns to look at me with dismay each time they fly away.