Today's post is brought to you by your friendly neighborhood urban Hippie Homesteader! See, while Maggie and have all of the advantages of living in the country, this crazy urbanite (yes, me), is busy running around. So, not as much homesteading as I would like going on.
However, besides beekeeping, sewing, knitting and wrangling city people on my days out (yes, some of them are animals!), there is the garden! Believe it or not, there is a resurgence in gardening in the city, and we've been lucky enough to have a bit of space to garden. In years past, I can say we've grown dozens of eggplant, zucchini, TONS of tomatoes (enough for me to can tomato sauce, year after year), peppers of every color and hotness factor (my favorite is still chocolate pepper), and tons of herbs: parsley, basil, peppermint, rosemary, thyme. One time, we even accidentally grew a pumpkin back there, when one of the composted pumpkin seeds apparently sprouted! Of course, the landlady's dog got to it before anyone could fully enjoy it.
Speaking of the dog...she figures well into this story. See, she used to come out of the dog door from her owner's end of the apt building (the basement apartment), scaring off varmints from the garden, so it worked out great. But now, not so much.
See, I don't garden anymore. The dog's been retired and...well, there's no use in gardening. What could keep me from growing my own food and grand self sufficiency? From the satisfaction of growing your own food, and from tasty tomatoes and even CINNAMON BASIL and Hungarian yellow peppers?? Well...stuff...started...disappearing...
Oh, alright already! HERE's the DEFINITIVE PROOF:
By the way: the man's voice in this film--my fiance's.
And James? He's our landlord.
Nuff said!
Squirrel! We've got those here too... but they eat the chicken feed. It's the dang squinneys that get my tomatoes. Grr. ;)
ReplyDeleteI don't know how any of 'em do it! Those tomatoes are so acidic, I don't know how their stomachs don't turn!!
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