I’ve just been advised I can have a 22 X 22 foot plot of land on Franklin & Marshall's property. The only stipulation is keep it organic.
This prospect of land for a garden has given me spring fever, even though there’s still snow on my front lawn.
Lancaster soil is fabled to be among the most fertile in the country. Yet my beautiful pine and linden and oak trees won’t let in enough sun for a proper yard to kitchen garden. The promise of this plot of land has my wheels spinning.
What to cultivate? How to choose? Part of me says be utilitarian and consider what you purchase at Central Market. Part of me says be sentimental and select symbolic plantings (like wildflowers for my dear state of Texas or a rose bush for my sweet grandmother, Rose Farmer, or mint for my Kentucky Derby juleps).
As with anything in life, half the fun will surely be in the plotting and scheming.
So many decisions….
Standing at the crossroads, trying to read the signs/
To tell me which way I should go to find the answer/
And all the time I know,/
Plant your love and let it grow.
“Let It Grow,” Eric Clapton
Check out the Hofmann Family Blues Experience (no relation) covering Clapton’s tune.
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