The Dawdling Farmer

I am not a green thumb. If my thumb resembled my plants, it would be brown and shriveled.


After the muscle aching work of digging up rocks, turning soil, and incorporating mulch, my little plot of dirt lay fallow for five months. Perhaps I was too nervous to plant anything knowing that there was a good chance that half my crops would die.


Fortunately, Southern California's mild weather is forgiving to dawdling farmers. You can plant at any time. Last week, my husband and I finally planted the seeds. I'm just waiting to see what happens. And I remember to water sometimes.

I put rocks just to the right of each row of crops because
I was afraid that I would water the wrong places!
From left to right: mixed variety of lettuce, spinach,
beets, purple haze carrots, normal carrots.