The thing about growing food is that it requires you slow down and take the time to notice. You are in a position to have to notice that the bright green buds of new figs because you have to ask is it the right time? Does the tree need anything from me? You have to see that the Alpine Strawberries are bearing because you have to pick them or risk losing them to rodents, birds, or worse having them go to rot.

It has been such a challenge to keep up with news of the garden. It’s all been a blur. My sister gave birth, my best friend gave birth (is it in the air?). Life transitions all around. School research breathing down my neck…and not in a pleasant way. So, I meant to post a photo (which i have since done) of the self tending garden happening on the side of my house. It has a bit of a wild look but it is also so pretty with strawberries nestled between borage. Sharp spikes of garlic and colorful splashes of crocus border the garden. Tufts of self seeded parsley and lovely stalks of sunflowers edge the circular path around the fig tree. It is a small path for my child within- or when I have little people over, they get to tour the healthy version of a Willie Wonka landscape of treats. It has an amazing effect on the most stubborn of fresh fruit/veggie haters.

I’m not sure how I struck the balance with this self growing garden. I seem to have picked some winning companions that seem to be supporting the growth of one another.

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