This is for those of you asking for a picture of the outside of the RV. The truck is parked next to it so you can pretend we're pulling it down the highway, making all the other drivers annoyed. |
The main attraction has been the vegetable garden though. As I'm writing this, one of the boys just managed to kick the soccer ball and hit the garden, but for the most part, having it behind the RV has been a good place for it. Out of the way of the boys' energetic ball games and close enough to the hose. Sure, Twinkle is managing to start water fights at least every other day with the hose, but what else can be expected?
I've loved adding a bit of beauty to our outdoors, but mostly it's been fun having a neighborhood project. The Man's old boss donated the little tractor light before he left. The pallets came from another neighbor. Strawberries are being shared between four trailers as they're picked off one by one. And best of all, I don't have to worry about the garden being taken care of while I take the kids up north for the summer, because my next door neighbor has my back with the weeding and watering. Also, if it dies, both of us are self professed black thumbs, so we'll take equal blame in the failure (winning!). Although right now, we're looking good since we seem to be only days away from our first official tomato and our squash and zucchini plants have more than doubled in size since these pictures were taken last week.
I know better than to let my momentary gardening success go to my head, but it's been good to keep trying at something that I routinely fail at but which gives me a lot of joy. I'm reminding myself (and the kids) that success isn't about perfection or even production. This garden will have been a success even if we get not a single vegetable out of it, simply because we've learned from the experience and it's encouraged our community. And it's led to a lot of joyous water fights, which in my opinion is always a win, even if it produces extra laundry and a lot of soggy shoes.
{I've been making the kids read a bunch of Victory Garden books the last couple of weeks. I feel like a pallet garden in a trailer park in the middle of a hurricane disaster zone qualifies as a victory garden. And I'm pretty sure we all need a little victorious fight in our lives.}
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I cry tears of joy for your courage to undertake a community project instead of huddling indoors alone with feelings of despair.
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