With the economy the way it is,my husband and I decided last spring that we needed to have a veggie garden. Having minimal knowledge about gardening, we spent many hours digging up ground and turning it over. Then we decided that raised beds are the way to go. Too stubborn to buy a rototiller,(who needs one) we shoveled and raked. I forgot to mention that we live in a high desert area where the only vegetation are Juniper and weeds who thrive on volcanic soil and not much else.

The next thing on our list was to visit the local nursery and buy seeds. Oh, first we had to determine what would grow in temperatures reaching a high of 29 degrees at night. That decided, we bought radish, lettuce, and spinach seeds. The helpful nursery man told us that he had a special fertilizer mixture that would ensure growth of healthy hearty plants. Sounded good to us. So, armed with seeds and a bag of special super duper fertilizer, we donned hats, garden gloves,and hoes and got to work.

Visions of rows and rows of lovely green plants just aching to be picked and eaten danced through our heads. Now all we had to do was water and wait.