There's a lot of seeds for posts germinating in my mind these days. Summer has the tendency to do that to me. So many possibilities, and so many different directions for my mind to wander...so many different thoughts and adventures I'm often unsure what to do with myself! It's a beautiful, beautiful problem to have.
Today I am half inspired herb gardener, half organization freak. Since I'm sure you don't want to read about my organizational woes, let me tell you about the herbs!
I am really into starting things from scratch. It's one of my favorite obsessions. If I can do it myself, I'm going to do it myself! For example, one year I started a sourdough starter from scratch and then had tons of fun finding sourdough recipes to use throughout the year. For those of you who don't know what it means to start a starter...well, let's just say it involved yeast and pineapple juice and flour and daily "feedings." That should give you an idea of how crazy I am about starting from square one. Seriously, if I could figure out a feasible way to make my own yarn, I would be the happiest person ever right now. (I know, I could start raising sheep...but that's a whole new level of starting from scratch, and I don't really want to go there.)
This year Zach and I celebrated two years of Zach and Caitlinishness. I knew exactly what I wanted to give him to commemorate this awesome feat--an herb garden! Now, growing things is a bit outside of my normal operating procedure. My roommates and I have an African violet, which my responsible roommate typically cares for, while I check it for dampness about every other week. So despite my lack of experience, I planted the tiny seeds in tiny pots and set them in the tiny greenhouse, hoping and praying that love would win and that herbs would grow. AND GROW THEY DID! I have never felt so excited about plants in my entire life.
Caring for these herbs has been a journey. I handed them over to Zach on our anniversary, and gave him pretty detailed instructions but still feared that they would die. They didn't die and are now back in my loving care while Zach is busy doing journalist things this summer. I am a little bit overly invested in these plants. If they don't make it through the summer, I am not sure what I am going to do with myself. My goal is to see these plants flourishing by the end of the summer. If I accomplish this, I will be one happy girl.
If I myself am flourishing by the end of the summer, I will be ecstatic.
So here's to summer, to possibilities, to starting from scratch, and to growing--one of the most exciting processes to watch and to endure!
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