My first garden.
The First Garden.
I decided to start a garden, and I had several hundred seedlings already growing in my home. I found out that one of my amish neighbors had a horse pulled plow, and hired him to cut up some grass. He was only available while I was at work, so I asked my brother George to show him the new bounds of my garden.
When I got home from work, I discovered that I had a lot of work to do. You see, George had shown Rudy my collection of seedlings, and they both decided that I would need a LOT of room to grow. They made the garden more then twice the size I was looking for.
I was not bothered, though, because the cost was the same, and I now had plenty of room for crops I hadn’t planned on. You can see my home in the photo below. It is a 60 foot long trailer, nestled in the hills of Pennslyvania. Note how the garden is nearly 1 1/2 times the length of my house !
