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Part of the thrill of gardening to me is the throwback to when I used to spend my summers as a young boy with my mom's parents.  I'd be there for months on end during the summer and one of our activities was tending - and harvesting from - the garden.

I loved fresh-picked and fresh-cooked zucchini.  I loved fresh-cut home-grown cucumbers and tomatoes on our salads.  And on and on and on...

So part of the thrill as I've been able to get a substantial (well, my most substantial yet) garden going this year has been in sharing the time with Thomas.  From filling the beds with soil to letting him poke seeds down into the soil, to letting him help me water it and see the growth each day.  Not only is it great father-son time... it's great earthy, home-spun time.  And we'll soon start to see the produce of our labors on our own dining room table.

So I was intrigued by this article from the Boston Globe this week that I caught over at the Skippy's Vegetable Garden blog.

bostonglobe_gardens.jpgThe article's title:  Amid City Streets, A Growing Trend.  High produce prices send urbanites in search of a spade and a handful of seeds.

From the article (snips):

Seed sales are up 20% ... Boston has 3000 community gardens and hundreds of people on the wait list currently (plot fees are $30) .... people turn to gardening in economic slowdowns ... gardeners at least partly motivated by saving money ... 15 healthy tomato plants will produce about 100 pounds of tomatoes ...at $3.99/lb ...$400 ... estimated to cost $55 to grow those 15 tomato plants.
So... a $55 investment in tomato plants could yield $400 worth of tomatoes.  Sounds like Thomas might be running a tomato stand instead of a lemonade stand in a few years!

In actuality, we only have 3 tomato plants this year.  I only wanted to tend enough for what we needed to put on our table, and a little extra.  And since we normally have salads (with tomatoes) every night at dinner, and then oftentimes at lunch, I thought this would do it.  Plus one plant producing the bigger slicers for hamburgers, eating raw, and the like.

Nonetheless, it'll be interesting to see how much money we'll save in produce this summer... from being able to harvest our lettuce, cucumbers, and tomatoes for our salads to being able to get our zucchini and spaghetti squash from the garden and even some pumpkins (for decorating AND pies) in the fall.

Reflecting on this also has reminded me of Rod Dreher's (of Crunchy Cons) blog post a couple of weeks ago about kitchen work (not just the gardens, but the food prep) then and now...  He talks of Paul Roberts, author of "The End of Food," who writes that we Americans may not all be able to grow our own food, but we can certainly quit outsourcing its preparation:

Beyond the occasional backyard garden, few of us have the capacity to produce our own food. But until the last few decades, most Americans still exercised a lot of control over the quality and cost of the food entering our home: We cooked almost every day. We bought ingredients and turned them into meals; we planned menus and stocked pantries, all of which required being connected to our food.

Today, despite a mania for cookbooks, celebrity chefs and 24-hour programming on the Food Network, cooking is a dying art. According to the Department of Agriculture, half of our food dollars are spent on items cooked outside the home, and almost half of the meals served in the average U.S. household lack even a single from-scratch item.

Marketing surveys blame our crowded schedules, our "time poverty": The average American can spare just 30 minutes a day for the kitchen. But the sad truth is, many of us no longer know what that room is for. Because so many of the roughly 100 million consumers born since the 1970s grew up in households where cooking was already passe, it's a skill we never learned.

Yet if we're serious about reclaiming control of our food, the kitchen is where we have to start.

I'm excited that not only do we prepare most of our own food, but now we're growing a lot of it too.  And if this works well, we'll likely expand our efforts in coming years, maybe even looping in friends and neighbors into a garden commune.  I love, though, Roberts' point about how people who claim they have no time to cook sure do make time to watch television.  How true, how true.
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zucchini.jpgZucchini.  Hoping this one's a female flower.

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Tomatoes taking their time ripening.

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Beans & peas sprouting - one week after seeding.
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It seems that they all made it... the "last cold night" that snuck up on us last night with temperatures digging back down into the 30s.  It seems, though, that every single plant - veggie and flower included - made it through safe and sound.  A prayer of thanks... and the sun is back to warm us toward summer.
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One of the tomato plants has its first two blooms... it's hard to believe that we could have our first tomatoes in the next couple of weeks.  And the lettuce is growing like crazy.
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Inches (and I mean INCHES) of rain yesterday.

Cold tonight.

Maybe snow tomorrow.

Cold tomorrow night.

Seedlings itching to get outside and spread their roots further.

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Zucchini squash and heatwave lettuce blend... almost ready to thin and transplant.

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Not much was accomplished in the garden today, since I started out the day getting Thomas and myself ready and taking him with me to the grocery store.  We were in dire need of a cart-full of produce, some formula for bottles for Matthew, and eggs.  The eggs contributed to a breakfast of french toast (one of our favorite weekend breakfasts.)  Then I headed out to do some catch-up work before a meeting that Suzanne and I had at Father Pat's rectory about Why Catholic. Then Mass, then I made a spectacular (if I do say so myself) dinner of lime-garlic-catfish soft tacos with fresh guacamole, chipotle salsa, and lettuce, served with a side of black beans.  Then Thomas and I went for some boys' time at Starbucks. He sweet-talked them (through many "food, please... food, pretty please, sugar on top..." trips to the counter) into some free samples of food that made his night.  Then I brought him home just in time for Suzanne to feed and put Matthew to bed while I bathed Thomas and put him to bed.

But even though I had a busy Saturday, the plants keep doing their thing... the spaghetti squash sprouts are just starting to poke through the soil and every one of the varieties of lettuce keep growing like weeds.  I imagine that within a week (or not much more) I'll have to figure out a way to move the lettuce outside in a protected way.

The bird feeders in the side yard provide a real treat in the yard.  Suzanne has really started to fall in love with the smaller birds that head for the bird feeder further out with the thistle seed.  She's commented on them several times.  Thomas loves the big birds that come to the feeder closer to the dining room window.  I've started to notice a rhythm in the times of day that the birds come to feed.  It's almost as if they actually have set "meal times" that they drop by and visit during, and they surprisingly fall closely in line with our own meal times.  Call me crazy, but it at least seems that way.

Today the Church celebrates "Divine Mercy Sunday", a beautiful feast that's relatively new in the Church's life (although it's been going on for several years in various localities, it was just made a part of the Universal Church's life in 2000 when Pope John Paul II declared it as such.)  It's a beautiful thing, in my opinion, to reflect - on the Second Sunday of Easter - on the boundless mercy that Christ has on all of mankind.

Also making this weekend special is the fact that this is the weekend that the Church proclaims the Gospel of "Doubting Thomas" - the Gospel (and Father Doody homily) of which led us to name our oldest son "Thomas."  Of course we look at it from the point of view of the faith that Thomas exhibited in his proclamation of "My Lord and my God!"  (And the fact that he was actually the only apostle who wasn't scared into locking himself in the upper room.)  But I suppose that's another entry for another day...
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Today the lettuce began to sprout forth - some romaine, some green leaf, some other assorted wild lettuce mixes.  How very exciting.  If I wasn't scared to lift the lid of the seed starter tray and destroy the wonderful balance of temperature and humidity, I'd snap a quick picture and post it here.  But rest assured I will as soon as I can.

In my garden, I take hope from Jesus' promise to the repentant thief on the cross that he will be with his Lord in Paradise. I know that the sweat of my brow and tears of penance bring Paradise near in my backyard. For a garden is a profound sign and deep symbol of salvation, like none other, precisely because a garden was our first habitation, and God has deemed it to be our final home. Beauty is the aim of life. God imagined it so. God spoke the Word, and his invisible Image of Beauty became a visible garden. "The fertility of the earth is its perfect finishing," writes St. Basil of Caesarea, "growth of all kinds of plants, the up springing of tall trees, both productive and sterile, flowers' sweet scents and fair colours, and all that which... came forth from the earth to beautify her, their universal Mother" (Hexaemeron, homily 2). Beauty will transfigure the chaos and deformity of our wounded world into the peace and harmony of a cosmos that God, from the beginning, proclaims to be good and beautiful.

- Armenian Orthodox theologian Vigen Guroian
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Michael Halbrook lives in Granite City, IL (a steel town suburb of St. Louis, MO) and loves his God, his wife, his two sons, his family and friends, his music, and his garden. He's pastoral council president and a music director at Holy Family Church in Granite City.

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