I’ve always wanted to be a gardener. Or I guess more accurately, I considered myself a gardener already — just one that had yet to find her plot of land in the world. Somewhere I could kneel in the soil, use my hands to turn over the earth, and my nails to claw at the clay. I’ve always fantasized about being that person who when people reflect on who I am, they might muse in passing “that Lisa. She’s got quite the green thumb doesn’t she?! If anyone knows a perennial from peony, it’s her”.
But alas this potted perfunctory notion is just that - a notion! One of those notions that in reality, couldn’t be farther from the truth! Like those visions, I have of myself learning Swedish one day, or taking swing lessons, or singing at an open mic night.
Unfortunately, this vision was given time to seed recently when I had the opportunity to receive a hydroponic garden, something that I would ordinarily never allow myself to buy, but I thought, “this is it, Lisa. This is your time. This is the gateway that will lead you to the great and fantastical outdoors”.
When the kit finally arrived by Amazon to my front-door, I ripped open the brown box packaging, read the directions, followed them meticulously and am happy to report that 162 days later, I have 6 happy and healthy plants (okay 5 healthy and happy plants — the dill didn’t make it). I have snap-chatted my “harvests”, made many a pesto sauce, and some Thai green basil curries. I have proudly brought out mojitos with homemade mint for friends and presented vegetables with homegrown rosemary. Much of the time, however, I harvest the plants only to throw them down the garbage disposal because I’m traveling for work or don’t have time to cook. I try to freeze them to keep up with the over supply for my meager demands, but I know as I put them in the tubs to freeze that they’ll never be seen or heard from again. I share the spoils with family and friends, who I know find it more irritating than appetizing! But I’m trying any and every way I can think of to get rid of all of these nurtured creations.
I can tell you that throughout this little experiment, I’ve learned a little bit about myself. I’ve learned that I don’t particularly like dirt so I’m rather thankful that this is a water-based garden. I also don’t particularly like bugs so I’m rather thankful it’s an indoor garden!
The more I interacted with my little countertop eco-system, the more I realized that I might not be a gardener after all! I had just spent so many years convincing myself of this self-appointed vision of who I thought I wanted to be in the world that I completely forgot to take into consideration who I actually am as a person today. My likes dislikes, lifestyle, and preferences!! It makes me pause and wonder where else in life I’ve done this. And what could I achieve if I were more mindful of who I actually am and not who I think I’d like to be. Only time will tell I suppose! In the meantime, anyone want a join me for a mojito?!