When we purchased our new house we just recently moved into, the previous owners didn’t have a garden. And there was no really good place to put a garden so it would get the sun exposure it needed. It was kinda strange because I found this to be a huge relief. I wasn’t going to have a garden and I was more than OK with that.
I thought about not having a garden some more and I realized I don’t really like gardening, and I was left wondering why I had a garden in the first place. I think I felt pressure. No one was saying “plant a garden”. But while I was growing up my mom had a garden and I just always thought that one day I would have a garden. My husband’s family also had a garden growing up. In a weird way, I didn’t want to let anyone down. I know how silly this is to say but it is how I felt. I know that no one will really care if I have a garden or not. But I am a perfectionist and a people pleaser and this has really warped my thinking!
So this year, I decided to plant 2 tomato plants for the kids in planters, 1 small planter by the front door with a white flowering annual in it (I think it is lobelia), and 2 lavender planters on our deck. I’m very happy with my decision. Much happier than I have been in the past with planting a full sized garden.
I can’t be certain that I’ll be done with gardens forever. I just know that right now having a garden is not a good fit for me. I have other things I want to focus my attention on besides pulling out weeds!