The year I planted nothing

That would be this year. We traveled this spring by wheeled vehicle out west through beautiful Wyoming, Montana, Idaho. We touched in Tennessee, Kentucky, Ohio, Kansas, South Dakota, Colorado. Man, any of you who live in these states, feel the love. We had a blast in pretty much every state we passed through or stayed for a country minute.

We have planted at least a small variety of easy-to-grow veggies and companion non-edibles for the last several years. We love researching which herbs grown close the base of the apple trees keeps the bugs at bay, which flowers you can grow for “distractors” to woo the pests away from your lovely lettuces, figuring out how to keep the fire ants out of your only raised beds.

Well, Mr. Oregon Trail (on the way out) and Mr. Lewis and Clark Route (on the return trip), we missed out on our prime planting times here in NC for the cooler weather/spring plantings in our area because we were unavailable to lovingly plant-sit those tender little buggers, but never fear. There are several warm-weather crops that we may still be able to plant. Bell peppers anybody? Okra? Some others that I’m not remembering off the top of my head - the memory part of my brain sometimes shuts off like a full sink with an unpaid water bill. But it’s really ok. Can you tell I’m working on forgiving myself?

Yep. Luckily we have several neighbors that we share/exchange garden bounty with every year so we should be good, contributing our share of the veggies that we do manage to grow, also offering fresh eggs from our chicken ladies - we are so thankful for them. I guess the title of this article is correct so far, but… we may have something close to nothing and still have enough. Eventually.