Veggie Garden
I love the smells in my garden. OK… the compost can sometimes smell strong and that bucket of weeds that has collected rainwater and then sat for a week is downright rank. But over all, the garden is filled with incredible smells. I love the way it smells when it rains or when the sun starts heating up the soil.
Walking through the garden, I can’t help but pet the rosemary and lavenders. I have to crush a bay leaf and take a big whiff. I’m constantly brushing and petting and smelling while I’m walking through my garden.
The flowers have a wonderful aroma that can’t be ignored. Each rose smells different and must have its due attention. The herbs call me even louder. Thyme, basil, sage, oregano, cilantro, dill, fennel, and mint. They make me hungry and sometimes I can’t resist nibbling on a small leaf here and there.
But the star of my garden… the one that makes me swoon… the one that transports me back to childhood, is the tomato plant. I get a whiff and suddenly I’m back in my mother’s garden in Kansas eating tomatoes off the vine as if they were apples.
