|Our home before the garden. Before I ripped out the grass.|
I'm certain that the Habitat for Humanity volunteers that first put in our yard were probably upset when they saw me shoveling grass out.
My front yard did have ugly moments, real ugly moments. I was determined to get rid of all hillsides and difficult mowing spaces. Let's face it, I'm going to age and mowing hill, is not going to continue to be easy and I don't even enjoy mowing. For me, there is no reward. If I go in my garden, pull some weeds, I can pick pretty flowers or herbs to eat. Mowing my yard knocks out the clover that I could dehydrate and make tea.
My garden is expensive. I'm not going to lie. My ground is red clay mud and the expense is necessary until it is fixed enough to plant without much effort. I'm hoping to get a wood chipper to cover some of the expense of mulch I buy.
When I first put in the garden, people were angry. How dare I be low income and use income tax to put in the garden! What people fail to understand is this, I cannot grow food unless I use things like mulch to begin to amend the soil. I cannot grow pesticide free herbs and edible flowers unless I consider what praying mantis, bees and ladybugs like.
All children should be allowed to learn about gardens and what to do about them. They are science in action. Bugs, creepy crawlies, photosynthesis and metamorphosis all happens right here in my garden.
Math happens here too. How tall does it grow? How far apart can I plant it? How deep should the seed be?
Geography can be discussed. Plants are from different regions of the world, even fruits and veggies.
Even planetary science can be covered! Some people plant in accordance with the moon and planetary alignment.