My husband’s green thumb amazes me. I try to keep up. And by try to keep up, I mean that I water while he’s away and hope to God I won’t kill anything.
(We started gardening together last year. And by started gardening, I mean that I helped him prepare the soil and hoped to God I wouldn’t kill anything.)
Seeds are now in the ground for our second garden. I did help with that. But what’s always really interesting to me is just HOW much my husband knows about gardening. He’s a virtual garden master. A level 70, hoe-wielding garden guru.
(Between his ability to grow food and his ability to make soap, you best be running to our house when the apocalypse hits. Well, not all of you. Just the cool ones. Or those with skills that can be bartered.)
The best part of all is that he doesn’t just keep all that knowledge to himself. Oh no. He is happy to share all that dirt(y) know-how by writing a guest-post for a friend’s blog, explaining how hard it is to garden in Colorado’s climate and how you can start composting at home and how square-foot gardening works.
Be still, my green-loving heart.
You can read his guest post (since he never blogs anywhere else, ahem) over there and be sure to submit any questions you might have in the comments.
In my opinion, this is the best part of the entire post…
His first adventures with soil
I’m lucky to married to a man who can geek out about seeds with the best of them.
And now I ask…how does your garden grow?
