This is the first summer we’ve had a garden and I have to admit I only begrudgingly consented to the idea after some heavy lobbying. What could I possibly have against a garden, you ask?
Well, in case you didn’t know, a garden is a bit of work — what with the planting, watering, weeding and picking of vegetables and herbs, not to mention the extra effort it takes to go around it with the lawnmower and protecting vulnerable crops from hungry predators. So I assumed that because I’m a mom of two who works from home, as well as an annoyingly conscientious person, many of these tasks would fall on me.
But hubby knows the best defense is a good offense and pointed out some inarguable points: it’d be good for our girls to see how food is supposed to grow; it would teach them a bit about responsibility; and, not least of all, fresh homegrown food tastes a whole lot better than anything you buy at the store. While I couldn’t argue with any of that reasoning, I wasn’t completely on board.
But all that changed last night when we ate our first batch of fresh green beans from seeds we planted with our own hands and then nurtured to maturity. Now, intellectually, I know how things grow and that it’s been happening since the beginning of time and I’m certainly not the first person to have a garden. But I have to admit that on some level I was a bit awestruck by the wonderful simplicity of it all and felt an unfamiliar primal feeling as a result.
Someone else who understands the importance of fresh food is Chuck Spanbauer, co-owner of Cena of Appleton and the subject of our cover feature this month. Be sure to read his story, as well as the many other interesting and informative articles we’re running this issue. It’s a veritable cornucopia of healthy living tips!