On gardening, the SX-70, and run on sentences…

It’s funny how the internet opens up the world to you. I was sitting in my living room when a photograper friend of mine named Ryan, who I’ve never actually met in real life even though I’ve read his blog for like a year, and we email sometimes about photo stuff, twitters a link to a girl who lives in Ooooooklahoma. I click and then I spend the next few hours reading through her entire online journal, falling in love with her life, wishing instantly that we were real life best friends. (How creepy am I? Get off your thrown of judgement, you know you facebook stalk your exes.) Anyway, this girl who lives in Oooooooklahoma (where the wind comes sweeping down the plain, obviously) whom I adore even though I’ve never actually met or spoken to her, and who has the most beautiful wildly curly hair I’ve seen, happens to be a gardener. And she happens to share photos and adventures from her garden online. And I happen to have had a strong desire to build an above ground planter and grow vegetables and herbs. (We’re pretty much soulmates, you see?)

So… I did some research and drew some sketches and bought Nate a drill (he’s super excited about that) and stumbled upon what might be the absolute most amazing gardening store on the planet and bought wood and mulch and watched and cheered as Nate built me a planter box and spent yesterday evening elbow deep in organic potting soil (and then I beat my old record for longest run on sentence… ever). In case you’re interested, I’ll go into more detail later about how we built the box, what we planted and why, and all that fun stuff after I make sure the plants don’t all die this week. (I’m a bit nervous. I actually kissed the leaves on the cilantro after I pinched them against the container. What? I felt bad. And I kind of love these plants.) Grow babies, grow! Mama wants some salsa!

I love my Polaroid SX-70. And I love my garden. And I love photos of my garden taken with my Polaroid SX-70.

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