Last year, after four years on the waiting list, Robin and I were awarded a garden plot in Rock Creek Park off Oregon Avenue. It is a beautiful area, five minutes from our home, near the park police stables with a lovely grassy field behind the 90 or so garden plots and surrounded by tall trees.
In anticipation of clean-up day, which is next week, I decided to make my first visit of the spring to check things out. Much to my surprise, at least half of the garden plots were groomed and planted with spinach. lettuce and kale emerging from the soil. Not that I am into competitive gardening, but we haven’t even had “clean-up day” yet - wow.
Quickly, I grabbed a wheelbarrow and a shovel and began stockpiling wood chips in the corner of our plot. Paul, with whom we share our plot, had already weeded and turned his soil; bags of organic soil enhancer were piled on his side near the fence. I began to panic. How could we have missed that warm two week period in March when our fellow gardeners were busy weeding, tilling and planting. What were we doing lunching in Greenwich Village and walking the High Line? Why did we take naps after going to the gym instead of being urgent and responsible gardeners?
At least we do have a plan - tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers, and pole beans - BUT FIRST, we have to weed.
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