My 90s references know no limits.



Also, this is not my garden. This is my dad’s garden. He is the master. I am a truly hoping that even just one little sliver of a thumbnail of his green thumb was hereditary. Black thumbs crossed… but hopes not too high. I’ve killed a lot of houseplants in my day.

You Could Be A Farmer In Those Clothes

New house upgrade #3,472 was putting in a garden, and with all of this nice weather, I was not dreading it. We stocked up on supplies at our local Earl May. They were extremely knowledgeable and helpful PLUS they have a free popcorn machine. I’m a customer for life!


[Still not my garden]. We came away with A LOT of loot. Every kind of seed you can imagine – beets, spinach, onions, carrots, bok choy, peas, herbs, radishes, SO MUCH KALE (I’m not kidding, we eat three bunches a week, without exception.) And eight bags of a highly recommended compost and some fertilizer.


I put on my farming hat and we got to work!


The first step was peeling up a whole lot of grass with nice and strong established roots. Not quite as miserable as refinishing our wood floors… but pretty close. This took hours and lots of manual labor. Once we had our garden area all torn up, it was time to till the soil (research suggests you should do this in the fall… oops.) We started the process with a hand operated tiller. That lasted about 8 minutes. We went to True Value and rented a gas powered tiller – 3 hours, $12, sooooooo worth it. Just FYI, pull the tiller backwards. Don’t push it forwards. We of course didn’t make this mistake for the first hour and almost pulverize all of our extremities under those sharp metal, turny blades. Nope, not us. Never.



Next we spread the compost mixture and tilled again, both directions, several times. We let the soil rest over a week before putting the seeds in (cool weather plants only, tomatoes, eggplant and peppers to come later!)

I’m sure all of you gardening experts (Dad) are cringing. Tell me what I did wrong. Any great advice/resources? I’m all ears.

Carrie Christensen

Hi, I'm Carrie! I reside in the lovely Lincoln, Nebraska with my husband Gunnar, cat Mr. Bibbs, and dog Brodie. We are new to Nebraska, hailing from Colorado, originally from the Midwest, and happy as clams to be back in the land of four seasons. When I’m not blogging you can find me working at my dream job at the Lied Center for Performing Arts, cooking vegetarian food, traveling, bicycling and canoeing... at the same time! Glad you’re here!