How does my garden grow?

The last few weeks have been a challenge for me, lots of excitement over getting an herb garden planted. Robert and Dena talked about plants, soil, sunshine and fertilizer for what seemed like forever. I was bored to tears. Then finally my favorite part came, I knew I could be of assistance when I saw the shovel and bag of garden soil come out. Besides being a retriever, I'm an expert at digging. But do you think they asked for my help? No freakin' way. Robert dug and mixed the soil and the worst part of it all was he didn't get dirty. I was sitting there thinking, "You took all of the fun out of gardening, dirt is to roll around in and get between your toes, in your ears and on your tummy." Then the topper was when he watered the freshly prepared soil, he had his chance but he blew it. All I could think was,
"Lay down in the mud, roll around Robert, it will feel so lush." Do you think he did? No way...he watered and then rinsed his hands off..as if they had dirt on them. Heavy sigh. They need my help desperately.

The next day plants went in. I do have to say they are lovely. Basil, Oregano, Thyme, Chives, Parsley, Sage, Cilantro, Rosemary, and one tomato for balance and beauty.

I learned that planting even a small garden is tons of work and that at first the plants are fragile. Which means that it's not a good idea to step on them ever ever ever! I've recently been told that I am a big ox and need to stay out of the garden...I didn't mean to step on the basil, how would I know it would kill it? It sure made my foot taste and smell good. I'm trying hard to be supportive of Robert and Dena's garden adventure by watching from the sidelines.

All I can think of now is the delicious chicken that Robert will make using all these fresh and fragrant herbs. My mouth is watering just envisioning what we'd be eating in the days to come. Gardening is fun after all.