Last week, a friend of mine, Seline, came over to give us some gardening advice for the fall.
She is an avid gardener and has been growing her own food since her childhood.
She showed me her garden journal, which was not only beautiful but full of information and drawings about her garden year after year.
I spent a long time searching for something that appealed to me. The journal I settled for wasn’t exactly what I wanted but it will do for now. I can keep searching.
I’ve been putting off writing in my new journal. I don’t want to mess it up. I’m planning on using pencil just in case. 😝
As a writer, I write about how things make me feel. This journal is to track and keep information that I can refer back to.
I did a practice page, and of course, I wrote too much. I’m going to have to edit myself constantly, which will be a challenge.
I will have to tell myself what I planted, the weather conditions, problems that may have arose, and how I remedied them each month if I could.
When did I harvest the vegetables and how much did the plants yield. Then I will do the same thing with my perennials and annuals garden beds and containers.
I took a lot of photos of my gardens each month to help me compare next year’s to this year’s.
The joy my gardens gave me each morning, seeing how much things grew overnight, isn’t the place for this journal.
How proud I was every time I picked from the garden and ate what I picked for lunch or dinner that night made me feel so accomplished.
We ate food that I grew felt pretty fucking good, especially with the price of food. Well, that doesn’t go into the journal either.
My plans that I have for a fall crop I will be putting in later this week, well, that goes in for sure.
My wonderful blog, which I enjoy writing and sharing with all of you, is the place for these feelings.
Wish me luck writing down only facts. However, there are spots to draw on, which makes me want to use the lightest pencil I own since, again, I didn’t want to mess up my journal. 😜