Every year, I think to myself, "THIS is going to be your year, Katie." For what? Well, to be an awesome gardener, of course. Hahaha. No really, I just lol'd to myself, all by myself even.
No one can baffle themselves with bullsh*t quite like I can. Not necessarily a noble trait, to be sure, but it does keep me trying. The stack of seed catalogs sitting beside me is proof that this year will be no different than the last. Full of hope and possibility.
Of course, to be a great gardener, one does have to go the distance. Tending, nurturing, weeding, watering. These things are crucial. But, I'm better at planning, planting and neglecting.
I get a little thrill at harvest time seeing just what could make it on it's own. Tomatoes and taters too. The shallots I completely forgot about. And THESE!
Cranberry speckled beans. Aren't they beautiful? Here's a close up.
Like I haven't confessed enough, I'm going to tell you that I just found these in the garden. I know, I know. It's -9 degrees in the heart of Minnesota, but I'm still harvesting.
I planted these around the chicken coop last spring. First to harvest beans one day and second, to provide some shade for the girls last summer. Apparently I'd grown so accustomed to looking at them that I forgot about the harvest part. I was like "hey, those are some cool bean pods" and then I was like, "oh, cool beans!"
I haven't cooked them up yet, but I'm hopeful that I've found my new favorite chili bean base because I can get used to this kind of gardening.
Really, that was rewarding.