Steve and I spent the morning planting our garden. In what yard, you ask? Our balcony will have to suffice for now since we ruled out the idea of renting a plot of land from our neighbors with the rooster. We bought all the supplies for our container garden (as you can see, Steve was a little generous on the soil estimates) and once home realized we have no gardening tools, no gloves, just hands and maybe a couple things borrowed from the kitchen--I look forward to our next few meals being organically flavored, p.s.
