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Posted by Amy Urquhart Jul 6, 2008 |
My husband and I recently took a week-long trip to a lake that is situated about an hour’s drive from our home. Before we left, I made sure that our back yard vegetable garden and all of the containers on our deck were was thoroughly watered. I had visited the community plot and felt confident that everything would grow along happily until we returned. I made arrangements for a family member to visit our house and make sure nothing dried up and died while we were away.
While we were out boating on the lake, my husband and I slowed down to a mere drift, allowing our small boat to coast close to the shore where there were several summer cottages and year-round waterfront homes within sight. We agreed that our favourite home was the natural-looking wooden one. There was a deck on the upper level of the home that surrounded the entire building. Along the railings were lovely planter boxes containing trailing, brightly coloured annuals.
“It’s so pretty,” I remarked.
“There isn’t a whole lot of room for a vegetable garden, though,” Graham pointed out.
“That doesn’t matter. I could grow just about everything in containers,” I said.
It was then that I saw that Graham really understood just how important this whole gardening thing is to me. He understands that it is no longer simply a hobby for me, but a very important aspect of my life. Any home we will live in must have some sort of garden space for me to grow our food in, whether it be a balcony or farmland. It is such a relief to see that my better half understands this!