One of the reasons I left the Arctic was so I could have a garden. Of course, my idea of a garden was two tomato plants and a 3′ row of corn not the 1 1/2 acre plot Ma calls the patch. The first thing I did besides hug a few trees was enlist the help of my other brother, Darryl, to make a flower bed. That little project required shovels, pick axes, a tractor and a backhoe. Then, I needed fencing, electricity (for the electric fence) landscape timbers, fill dirt, running water and a few teeny-tiny rocks placed strategically in the garden for an architectural element. Three summers later, it’s still not done.
The one thing that I have been able to plant every year is sunflowers. These are the first of 2011. Well worth the 8729 hours it took to create a space to plant that itty-bitty seed, don’t you think?