April 19, 2023
The Story of My Garden
There were a few seasons during which I might have told you that I had a greenish thumb, more than fifteen years ago now, back when I was a newlywed and my husband and I lived in a second floor apartment near College and Ossington. I’d never had a garden before, but, with the help of our downstairs neighbour, we planted one in the backyard where tomatoes already grew, their vines winding around the cinderblocks and other construction debris that littered our yard.
The tomatoes should have been a sign, but I didn’t know enough to know that…
(Read the rest of my piece in the Harbord Village Gardeners e-newsletter!)
A really wonderful essay, Kerry. And I love that the chives have been snipped. Pure spring.