More balcony garden talk
This growing-food-on-the-balcony thing is cool! Plus, I get to feel all smug and self-satisfied for reducing my food miles to, well, a couple meters. We are rolling in zucchini and zucchini flowers, and have feasted on strawberries and lettuce and peas and a couple bell peppers thus far. There are about a gazillion tomatoes on the plants, but none of them have started to turn red yet. Let’s hope they don’t all decide to ripen on exactly the same day.
Our balcony looks like a waist-high jungle these days, with hardly any room for a person to go through and water and pick. I keep wanting to buy more plants, but obviously that’s not going to work, so I’m just adding to my mental list of what I want to grow next year (cucumbers, definitely, and more peas!).
As much as I love our balcony garden, it’s not all fun and games… it’s also a lot of responsibility! These plants need water every single day. Which means someone has to be here every single day. It’s ridiculous. Even a cat can survive a few days on its own. Plants are so demanding.
Related reading: Having a Gardner is a Wonderful Hobby

