As it turns out I love herb gardening. I used to get all worked up over it. I was afraid to cut and use them because the plants I put in the ground at the beginning of the summer were always so small and never seemed to go anywhere. I’d look at the five stalks for parsley sticking out of the ground and compare them to the giant bundle that you buy in the grocery store for a dollar. So discouraging.
And then I got too busy to fuss over a garden. Or maybe I just made peace with the fact that I never was very good at it anyway. Either way. That’s when it happened. The stuff just keeps coming back. Last year I took a giant root bound clump of chives out of a pot, ripped it into thirds and dumped the smaller clumps back into other pots. It was just that unceremonious and now we have chives coming out of our ears. We won’t get any volunteer basil this year because we dismantled the bed it was planted in. But we did find a strawberry plant growing out of a crack in the walkway.
I’m so happy with how easy it is that I went out and bought a few more today. I bought a whole tray full of clearance plants and flowers. I’ve tried hard to kill them right here in the yard so I figure if I’ll take the chance on some sad looking herbs for fifty cents. I had to summon the part of me that likes to haggle. Well it wasn’t so much haggling but still I haven’t done that in a long time! I’ve still got it! I’m just going to stick them around in some of the empty spots in the pots out there. We’re still working hard in the backyard. It’s so small that our rate of progress is really shameful but it continues to improve by inches. Aren’t the chive flowers pretty?