OK so mine are pale green and sometimes not green at all when things go wrong.. but wondered how you all got your interest in growing?
Mine comes from many places:
My paternal grandad (who dies way before I was even a twinkle)kept an allotment for years.
My maternal grandad grew loads in his garden and I used to strip redcurrants, gooseberries, shell peas, slice runners for the freezer and generally be a nuissance asking daft questions while he was digging when I was a little girl. (I still miss him even though he died 20 years ago)
My mum used to love to garden but can't do so much now as she has mobility problems.
When I grew up I had little interest in the garden except for sitting in it and sunbathing! My now ex husband wouldn't let me touch so much as a weed, he was particular about his garden. When I met OH he hated gardening and actually had all of his gravelled over!
When we moved we had loads to do in the garden and as he hated it I sort of got forced into doing more and more. Then I started growing veg in pots... then I decided when pregnant we HAD to move house as I NEEDED a veg garden and chickens (have always been terrified of birds, lol)
And bless OH he went along with it, as you don't argue with mad pregnant women and here I am now, expanding the beds from last year, got me chooks and can't really believe I am the same person!
And it's a good job when the pregnancy hormones wore off the urge to just sit in the garden didn't come back or I may well have been put under the decking by now lol
So waffle over - how did you get your green fingers?
Mine comes from many places:
My paternal grandad (who dies way before I was even a twinkle)kept an allotment for years.
My maternal grandad grew loads in his garden and I used to strip redcurrants, gooseberries, shell peas, slice runners for the freezer and generally be a nuissance asking daft questions while he was digging when I was a little girl. (I still miss him even though he died 20 years ago)
My mum used to love to garden but can't do so much now as she has mobility problems.
When I grew up I had little interest in the garden except for sitting in it and sunbathing! My now ex husband wouldn't let me touch so much as a weed, he was particular about his garden. When I met OH he hated gardening and actually had all of his gravelled over!
When we moved we had loads to do in the garden and as he hated it I sort of got forced into doing more and more. Then I started growing veg in pots... then I decided when pregnant we HAD to move house as I NEEDED a veg garden and chickens (have always been terrified of birds, lol)
And bless OH he went along with it, as you don't argue with mad pregnant women and here I am now, expanding the beds from last year, got me chooks and can't really believe I am the same person!
And it's a good job when the pregnancy hormones wore off the urge to just sit in the garden didn't come back or I may well have been put under the decking by now lol
So waffle over - how did you get your green fingers?
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