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"Radishes are my enemy!"

We started a new tradition this evening: Passing the radish! (Which is not nearly as dirty and inappropriate as it sounds.)

At dinner we passed around the gigantic radish we picked today, each of us taking a bite, because it's the first vegetable from our garden! Yay! We have veggies!

You see, it's pretty exciting to pick our first batch of big, red, crunchy radishes from our very own garden patch....
Our first harvest :)













...grown from seeds that Happy plunked into the ground himself...


Planting the broccoli seeds

















...the ground that my sister and her beau and I dug up and turned over and filled with compost and leaves and sweat and hope.
Turning over a new garden

We planted an awful lot of seeds this spring, and so far the plants are not booming. In fact, it looks a bit pathetic. We have a few spinach plants, some kale that's filling in, and a handful of peewee broccoli plants. The tiny tomato seedlings didn't fare so well, neither did the beans or zucchini seeds, so I turned to plan B and planted seedlings from the local farm market this past weekend. We planted fruit trees, as well, which quickly contracted some sort of bacterial blight that we may never be able to cure, only control...so we'll see how that goes.

We water, we weed, we wait. Every afternoon we walk into the yard to check the plants; every night Zippy looks out the window and yells "Bye gar-nen!" We've ve put a lot of work into this little circle of earth, and there's a lot of work to come. Although I really hope we'll have piles of yellow tomatoes and red peppers in August, I'm not certain how much produce we'll really produce. Maybe our kids will at least learn a little and have fun playing in the dirt; maybe I will, too.

But, no matter what, baby, we've got radishes! So tonight we giggle as Zippy chomps down and yells "Eat it!" at Happy, and we crack up when Happy wrinkles his nose and says, "Wait a minute...are you telling me the truth, or is this like that time you told me the pea pods taste like M&Ms?"

(And as you may have guessed from the title of this post, Happy is not a fan of radishes...so he's really not going to love the second annual Passing of the Radish next year.)

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