My good friend, Kyle Jones (map maker, professional ice cream taster, coffee connoisseur/shop owner, tree house contractor, gardener, recycled pallet carpenter, radio tower repair man) encouraged me to start a garden this year, so Lauren and I took up the challenge. We planted zucchini, squash, onions, cantaloupe, green beans, lettuce, and tomatoes -- all from seeds.
And today, I'm pleased to announce: we harvested, cooked, and ate our first zucchini! Weighing in at 3oz, 8 inches long, we're so proud of this beautiful green vegetable. Our squash and zucchini have taken off and our other plants are finally starting to dig in.
I cleared the plot for our garden, lined it with downed limbs, and tilled the soil. It feels good to toil with the earth a little, throw your back into something and stand back to watch it yield a crop. Sometimes I wonder if we need a tangible reminder of the curse -- a reminder to toil, to repent, to sow and reap.
With the push from a friend, advice of a well-seasoned grandfather, and stain of Georgia clay between my fingers, a garden was born -- and with it good food and well-worn metaphor.