I love that seeds want to grow. That Mother Nature is so efficient and that life wants to be. That one could plant corn seeds in a five gallon bucket and it will grow. I love the option to farm in pots.
I feel so blessed and so happy when I am digging in the soil of the community garden. A place of therapeutic bliss while in between farms. I know that I can grow in pots as well. My balcony garden is a place of respite. I opted to grow more herbs and flowers than vegetables because I have the three plots at the gardens. I did include a raspberry shoot I rescued, and transplanted sunchokes, which are doing great. A rose garden adorns my third floor balcony. Roses are so easy to grow in Colorado. We have few pests and it loves an east or west facing balcony or garden spot. I had a vision while we were in California of the rose garden I needed to create. I have roses growing in the community garden as well as home.
The six year old geraniums left the shop (against their will) and have joined the balcony. They think it’s autumn presently, for the nights are so cool, but they will flourish.
Pots of herbs, and petunias, and lavender, stinging nettles, and the poinsettia from Christmas line the walk and new table. Bird feeders and a saucer of water entice the birds (when the kitties aren’t around). I am planting tall sunflowers in each pot to create an enchanting privacy fence.
This is the perfect space for morning cups of coffee and writing. For lunches alfresco with Maryjane. For dinners with friends and laughs, the view of the mountains beyond. It is a nice balcony farm indeed. Just goes to show, one can grow anywhere!