- There is not much available space in my yard
- I have to go downstairs to get to the yard
- It's too late to start for this summer
I want to have a garden like this someday. I am so insanely jealous I don't know what to do with myself. My friend Trisha is somehow able to grow more edible goodness in her NYC apartment than I am in Berkeley. I have four houseplants that are doing fine, but when it comes to keeping my basil and tomato plants alive, I am severely lacking in green thumbery.
Someday, I want to have a big, flat yard where I can (without having to lug things up and down the stairs) have a raised-bed garden. And grow corn and squash and pumpkins and tomatoes and all that goodness. Someday.
Lots of Someday. Gives me something to look forward to, right?