I grew up in an English village, with a bedroom that overlooked a field full of allotments, one of which belonged to my Dad. I dabbled as a kid, especially helping picked from the rows of raspberries my Dad grew every year. By the time I was renting a house with a garden in Northern Ireland, I was digging. Due to a lot of moving around it wasn’t really until I relocated to Brooklyn, New York and lived in the same apartment for 5 years that I started to actually grow anything. Three planters and a few pots on a roof space gave generous amounts of herbs, garlic, beets, tomatoes, lettuce, and even ginger!
In 2012 I relocated to Nashville, TN and now had a quarter acre plot at my hands. I couldn’t wait to get started.
My yard began with a slight incline, all lawn. In 2013 I killed off a 1200 sq ft patch of grass and in 2014 some seeds went in. I felt totally out of my depth but loved every minute of watching those seeds turn into food on a plate. I was hooked.
So, a few things…
- When I started I hardly knew a thing. But in my first year I was able to grow 14 different kinds of vegetables, and multiple varieties of those, plus a herb garden. I didn’t buy any produce from the store for about 6 months.
- I love the idea of growing fruit and vegetables in a small (ish) space. I’ve never wanted a small holding, just a garden, and I love the challenge that brings.
- I also love design and am working towards the garden being a thing of beauty as well as productive.
- I’m not able to be, and nor would I want to be, a slave to my garden. I’m a singer/songwriter for a day job, so I’m grateful my time is flexible while I’m in town but it means that I’m travelling some time during the year. I’m still trying to figure out planting and harvesting times to work the garden into my life.