We went to the nursery and bought plants: parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme plus lavender, marigolds, rosemary, jade and ruby chard. Bob planted half of them in the vegetable garden. We're going to plant the other half in front of our house.
Our neighbors have already planted lettuce, peppers, cherry tomatoes, squash and zinnias in the communal garden. The lettuce will be ready to pick in a week. The zinnias are blooming and the peppers are pick-able so I picked a few. Our oregano has been there for over a year. Bob cut it back, but there are new shoots already growing up and we've got mint growing wild in the backyard. Next I'll put in some French tarragon and chives. I want sunflowers alongside the back fence and some miniature Meyer lemon bushes in container pots on the slab of cement by the rose bushes. Arugula would be nice, too, but the last time we tried that, it didn't really thrive.
The thing is, we're not dedicated gardeners; in fact, we're terrible at it. I have the vision, but not the knees. Bob ends up doing a lot of the physical labor, but his legs are giving out, too. Between the two of us, it's a miracle that anything grows -- but somehow it does.
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