When the garden is planted in the spring I get antsy in my pantsy. I want crops. Now. Or better yet yesterday. The seeds are planted, watered and receiving adequate sunlight. Then I wait…and hope…and second guess whether I planted too early or late, and consider whether I arranged the garden to achieve maximum productivity.
I don’t actually make anything grow. I haven’t figured that one out yet. It’s above my pay grade. What I have figured out is that sometimes patience and time are the most important elements in a garden. There is a point where more water or more sunlight becomes detrimental, and the most beneficial thing is for the garden and me to just chill out. This year, despite my best efforts, the tomatoes did just fine.
I don’t actually make anything grow. I haven’t figured that one out yet. It’s above my pay grade. What I have figured out is that sometimes patience and time are the most important elements in a garden. There is a point where more water or more sunlight becomes detrimental, and the most beneficial thing is for the garden and me to just chill out. This year, despite my best efforts, the tomatoes did just fine.
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